The atmosphere in King Wu's Hall was solemn.

Under the watchful eyes of Wu Sifan and Dawu officials, the six Xuangu people looked at each other indifferently with Mencius, who was dressed in Confucian robes, had a profound aura, and was as majestic as an immortal.

A heavy, depressing atmosphere circulated in the hall.

Mesmerizing!

"Are you the one who supports the Dawu Dynasty?"

Xuan Gu looked at Mencius with a solemn expression and asked.

Although it was doubtful, he was extremely convinced in his heart.

Just now, the six of them had scanned the entire palace with the power of their souls, and none of them found any dangerous aura.

But at this moment, he felt an extremely dangerous aura from Mencius.

This feeling is indescribable.

But he knew that the person in front of him must be very terrifying!

Most likely, not weaker than myself!

I'm afraid it's an existence that has reached the level of perfect tribulation!

"May I ask which continent you are from?"

Xuan Gu spoke again, staring at Mencius closely.

The Eastern Wilderness Continent is basically under their control. It is absolutely impossible for such a powerful person to be born, but they don't know it.

Then there is no doubt that this person must be a strong man from other continents!

However, facing the fearful gazes of the six Xuangu people, Mencius remained indifferent.

"I'm asking you, what kind of foundation do you want?"

Question for the third time.

His tone remained calm and indifferent.

But this time, facing Mengzi's gaze, the six Xuangu people were suddenly shocked physically and mentally.

boom!

An unimaginable feeling of fear rose from the depths of the six people's souls.

Uncontrollably, with extreme fear in their eyes, their knees suddenly collapsed, and they prostrated themselves deeply on the ground, worshiping Mencius!

Just a look at each other.

But somewhere in the dark, they seemed to see an indescribable horror emerging, causing their whole bodies to tremble uncontrollably.

The hair on my hair stood on end and my scalp was numb, just like an ant being watched by the Supreme Being!

That feeling made their minds explode and almost went crazy!

"Immortal..."

"This is a true immortal warrior?!"

"How can this be……"

Xuan Gu's whole body was like chaff, shaking incessantly, and he was about to be buried in endless panic.

He could no longer speak, the crazy shouting in his heart, and a deep despair welled up in his heart.

Immortal way!

A supreme existence that only exists in legends!

Although he has never seen a real powerful person in the Immortal Way, as the helmsman of the first sect in the Eastern Wasteland, he knows that Xuantian Sect also has a foundation similar to the Immortal Way.

It is because of that foundation that Xuantian Sect was able to stand erect in the Eastern Wasteland and protect the Yuan Dynasty for thousands of years, and no one dared to violate it.

But at this moment, the man in front of him stood here, letting all things surrender, the heaven and the earth worship, and the world rotates. The feeling given to him was even more terrifying than the existence in his Xuantian Sect that could rival the Immortal Dao!

This kind of supreme aura, even though it only passed away for a fleeting moment, it also gave him an indelible impression!

"How can a mere dynasty have an immortal-level powerhouse sitting in charge?!"

Xuan Gu was completely desperate.

The same is true for the five Xuantian Sect elders behind him.

Although they don't have as deep an experience as Xuan Gu, they can't fake the sense of powerlessness and crisis in their hearts.

How can you fight against a being who can't even raise the heart to resist?

Although, they are all top beings in the Tribulation Realm.

But facing a real immortal!

Not to mention just them, even among their sects, the ancestor who has protected Xuantian Sect for thousands of years and whose strength is comparable to that of immortals comes in person, and the outcome is still uncertain!

They can't imagine at all that this is just a dynasty force!

How come there is an immortal master sitting in charge?!

At this time, the six people could only lie on the ground, their bodies trembling, and they were unable to speak at all.

"How can you imagine how big the world is? To be so arrogant and domineering when you are just in the realm of transcending tribulations and have not yet achieved the path to immortality is nothing more than a frog at the bottom of a well, just sitting in the well and looking at the sky!"

Seeing how miserable the six people were, Mencius took back his momentum and said indifferently.

The six people felt relieved, but they were still weak and did not dare to raise their heads. They said in a trembling voice: "Yes...yes! Sir, I know I was wrong and I hope you can forgive me!"

There was deathly silence in the main hall.

All the civil and military officials stared at this scene with their mouths wide open, unable to believe their eyes.

They originally thought that even Wu Sifan, Xiao He and others respected this man so much.

Then this person must have extraordinary strength, at least higher than Xiao He and others.

But now they suddenly felt that they seemed to have underestimated this person.

The six Xuantian Sect members were so domineering just now, which made Xiao He and others fearful and vigilant.

But facing this man now, he was like an ant, cowardly and without any image of a strong man.

What is the origin of this Lord "Meng Sheng"?

What state is it in itself?!

All the officials were shocked, their hearts were trembling, and they couldn't imagine it.

In front of the main hall, Xiao He and others looked at each other, and they could see the wonder and shock in each other's eyes.

Confucianism and Taoism are worthy of being ranked first among hundreds of schools of thought alongside Taoism!

Just one sub-sage is so powerful.

It is unimaginable how terrifying it would be if the Holy Saint Confucius came?!

After coming back to their senses, everyone suppressed the shock in their hearts, and then looked at the six Xuangu people who were prostrate and begging for mercy, and Mencius, who was standing in the main hall like a god's mansion. Their eyes flickered, and their hearts were extremely complicated.

Watching the six people begging for mercy, Mencius did not speak.

Not paying attention to the looks of everyone in the hall, he turned his head and looked at Wu Sifan on the throne above the hall.

He wanted to know how Wu Sifan planned to deal with the six Xuantian Sect members.

Facing Mencius' gaze, Wu Sifan also came back to his senses, suppressed the emotion and shock in his heart, and took a long breath.

Immediately, he glanced at the six Xuangu people, his eyes moved slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head slightly towards Mencius.

Mencius understood immediately, and in his eyes, there seemed to be great worlds reincarnating and dying.

He turned around, looked at the six Xuangu people in front of him, and said calmly: "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good. In this case, I will give you a blessing!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! His voice seems to contain the principles of heaven and earth, and the laws of literature and art, born from nothingness, turned into white lotus flowers, surrounded by auras of awe-inspiring righteousness, mysterious and

Unpredictable!

As his voice fell.

Suddenly, an ancient book slowly emerged from above his head, with its rules lingering and its literary spirit flowing freely.

On the ancient book, there is the word "Mencius", which emits a bright white light.

Buzz!

Immediately afterwards, the ancient books were flipped, and wisps of awe-inspiring righteousness swept out of the ancient books, elegant, peaceful, and full of justice.

Before the six Xuangu people had time to react, streaks of mighty light of righteousness had already poured into their bodies.

In the void, the righteous white lotus blossoms turned into extremely pure literary energy, flowing into the six people's bodies and straight into their souls.

In an instant, the six people's bodies trembled and their expressions were in a trance.

Deep in the soul, memory scenes are like phantoms, layer upon layer, flashing one after another.

Obviously, in front of Mencius at this time, the six people no longer had any secrets.
To be continued...