Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family Chapter 479 - 297: Dragon Roars in Central State! Boundless

In an instant, breakthrough of the divine technique, reaching the peak!

Another breakthrough! Confucian laws erge, achieving the great King!

The vastness rges into the body, the path of laws becos clear, almost reaching the end in a mont, attaining Sagehood!

Countless faces showed shock, watching the unprecedented speed of breakthrough, their eyes filled with endless terror.

And this, is only the beginning!

The vastness fills the sky, Confucian laws erge, Su Changqing’s aura becos increasingly terrifying.

Bang!

As a law phantom like a chain of light appears, Su Changqing’s realm suddenly breaks through.

That is, the Quasi-Emperor Realm!

The terrifying aura perates the world, the dreadful pressure makes the heavens and earth wail.

Until the vast expanse of Central Province dissipates, Su Changqing stands in the heavens and earth, calmly gazing down at everyone below!

The world is silent, until after a mont, a trembling voice rises.

"Peak of the Quasi-Emperor!"

With these words, countless people burst into an uproar.

A day to achieve the Quasi-Emperor!

This unbelievable scene left everyone shocked into numbness.

Even those great powers in the world, the Domain Masters of all sides, were speechless and stunned.

They have cultivated for many years, yet never seen such a terrifying speed of breakthrough.

"The noble faction... has lost."

Soone sighed, a complex expression on their face.

With a Peak Quasi-Emperor guarding them, and such a monstrous Su Changqing, the tide of victory turned in an instant.

No one expected that Su Changqing’s trump card would be so strong.

In the mont it was revealed, the hopes of the noble faction were instantly dashed.

"Impossible!"

Mu Ren roared with madness, "Fake, it’s all fake!"

"How could soone achieve the Quasi-Emperor in a day, even the Literary Emperor couldn’t do that!"

"I don’t believe it, I refuse to believe you truly have the power of the Peak Quasi-Emperor!"

"Kill!"

Mu Ren burst with killing intent, and the nurous strong ones behind him from the noble faction also acted in a terrified and uneasy rush.

Now they have no retreat.

The defeat in the battle of orthodoxies, the Academy of Confucians will definitely not give them a way out.

Now, only fight!

"Chang Qing, these people..."

Seeing the crowd take action, Shu Han hurriedly spoke, wanting to say sothing.

With Su Changqing’s current power, annihilating these people is not difficult.

But the hard part is changing these people’s mindset.

They have taken the wrong path, but after all, they are Confucian cultivators, an indispensable part of the Confucian way.

If all these people were killed, the Confucian way would indeed be unified.

But losing so many strong ones, the Confucian way would be weakened to the extre, and might even collapse.

The reason Shu Han spoke up is simple.

The Mu family leading the charge cannot stay, but the others are best transford, not slaughtered.

"Senior brother, don’t worry, I have it in my heart."

Su Changqing interrupted Shu Han, with cold eyes looking at the great Confucians rushing in,

"Transformation is the last step, but before that, a batch still needs killing!"

With those words, Su Changqing held nothing back, his arm slightly lifted, infinite vastness surged forth.

A Vast Golden Brush radiating golden light fell into his hand.

Su Changqing wielded the Vast Golden Brush, taking the world as canvas, vastness as ink, carving celestial scripts across the sky like a dragon soaring and phoenix dancing.

"Roar!"

Each celestial script transford with the wind, roaring like giant dragons into the sky.

In just a blink, hundreds of giant dragons appeared simultaneously, crisscrossing in the void, unleashing an overwhelming pressure.

Boom!

The endless secret techniques and divine techniques incoming were brutally crushed by the massive dragon bodies.

The terrifying aura of the Peak Quasi-Emperor split the void with endless fissures.

"Kill!"

Su Changqing shouted coldly, the vast sky full of azure dragons gathered, vastness spread everywhere.

Faced with the Fish Dragon Dance executed by the Peak Quasi-Emperor, those great Confucians were as fragile as cloth, wiped out in an instant.

Screams rose everywhere, dragon roars resounded.

In just a mont, dazzling blood covered Central Province City.

All the great Confucians present were montarily stunned by the scene.

Dragon roars in Central Province!

Bodies lay everywhere!

Years ago, there was also a scholar, who silenced everyone by killing.

Likewise, the giant dragons filled the sky, likewise, the great Confucians changed color.

However, the Confucian Immortal of old is gone, replaced by the even more terrifying Su Changqing!

"Suppress!"

Su Changqing showed no rcy, stepping down with a cold expression.

A huge chessboard covering the sky suddenly unfolded over everyone in Central Province.

The lines of the chessboard crisscrossed, with dragons roaring to the heavens within.

Endless killing intent burst forth, in the dazzling light, scattered with splashes of blood.

Mu Ren and those great Confucians, though nurous, had no room to fight back against Su Changqing now.

"I’m not convinced!"

"Why does the fortune of the Confucian Immortal lineage not end!"

"Why do we fail even after lying low for years!"

Mu Ren, with disheveled hair, spoke with a mix of sorrow and anger,

"Literary Emperor, open your eyes and see, where exactly did our noble faction go wrong!"

"We also strive for the growth of the Confucian way, why do you favor the Confucian Immortal lineage!"

He looked at Su Changqing, frantically shouting:

"We may die, but the ideology of the noble faction will forever be passed down!"

Su Changqing calmly looked on.

His foot lightly shifted, as if mountains and rivers shifted, instantly appearing before Mu Ren.

"Kill!"

Mu Ren released his Quasi-Emperor aura, fiercely intending to perish with Su Changqing.

But in the next mont.

A hand like divine iron clasped his neck in an instant.

Mu Ren struggled intensely, but under Su Changqing’s suppression, it was as if he was an ant, unable to move.

"Years ago, the teacher spared you to let you contemplate the future of literary circles, and the true essence of the Confucian way."

"Yet you not only failed to reflect, but incited others, fostering deviant thoughts."

Su Changqing coldly looked at Mu Ren in his hand,

"Today, no one can save you, and the Mu family will disappear from the Confucian way."