Leaving aside the matter of Lu Chuan's sweeping dominance in the restricted area, which was generally characterized by his invincibility, we will discuss the minor incidents later.

At this time,

The northern section of the Great Wall under the starry sky

Due to a mistake in defensive tactics, many powerful alien warriors crossed the Star Great Wall and headed towards the Ancestral Star Realm.

At this time,

The commander of the Northern Starry Sky Great Wall was furious. The battle had only been going on for a short time, and such a major tactical mistake had already occurred. If the alien race were to break into the Ancestral Star Realm and infiltrate, it would be a major disaster for the Ancestral Star Realm.

and,

If it were to cause a major upheaval, it would affect the confidence of too many people in the ancestral star realm in this battle.

at this time,

Wei Qing, the commander of the northern section of the Starry Sky Great Wall, issued a death order: no matter the cost, these alien races must be kept outside the ancestral star's boundary.

In a short time,

Many powerful figures from the northern section of the Starry Sky Great Wall have set off, but it will take some time. To successfully intercept them, the powerful figures from the Ancestral Star Realm will need to buy them some time first.

Wei Qing sent a message to the Confucian Academy of the Great Han Empire. The Confucian Academy immediately ordered the nearest people to intercept them. Upon receiving the order from the Academy, the Confucian Academy disciples closest to the border were the first to intercept the alien race that was about to enter the Ancestral Star Realm.

Thirteen students set up an array in the chaotic void outside the ancestral star realm.

Leading the group is Wang Cong, a rising star among the younger generation of scholars from the Confucian Academy.

He is hailed as the most outstanding prodigy of Confucianism and Taoism, a figure unparalleled in the history of Confucian academies.

at this time,

Wang Cong said, "No matter what, we must delay them. The experts from the academy and Marshal Wei's side will arrive as quickly as possible. We can probably hold out until then."

Upon hearing this, the remaining twelve students all nodded, already resigned to their fate.

Now that they've come, we must fight to the last moment and do our best to prevent these alien races from entering the ancestral star realm.

They believed that the academy's experts and the powerful warriors dispatched by Marshal Wei would arrive as quickly as possible, but it would still take time. Given their cultivation level, if they tried to hold them off for even a moment, they would essentially have to pay the price with their lives.

now,

Looking at the students blocking the way, the tallest among them, Wang Cong, was only at the first level of the Limitless Dao Realm.

"snort!"

"A bunch of ants trying to block my way?!"

"die!"

The leading alien powerhouse coldly shouted. In his eyes, these students were nothing but ants, easily defeated. Not to mention his strength at the ninth level of the Wuji Dao Realm, any one of his subordinates could kill these students with a flick of their fingers.

Upon hearing this,

Wang Cong shouted loudly, "Let's see if we can stop you! Today, those ants in your eyes will surely be stopped!"

As he spoke,

Wang Cong stepped forward slowly, his aura surging wildly, his cultivation level constantly leaping forward.

at the same time,

Wang Cong's recitation rang out: "The sage is always without a mind of his own, but takes the mind of the people as his own. To the good, I am good; to the not good, I am also good, thus cultivating goodness. To the trustworthy, I am trustworthy; to the untrustworthy, I am also trustworthy, thus cultivating trustworthiness. The sage is in the world, unassuming and humble, making his heart one with the world. The people all focus their eyes and ears on him, and the sage treats them all like children."

"Do not judge a sage by his actions, for the Way leaves no trace; do not judge a sage by his words, for the Way is without words; do not judge a sage by his abilities, for the Way is without action; do not judge a sage by his appearance, for the Way is without form."

"..."

"All things are injustice, yet you remain empty-handed. I will carry this inch of my body, carrying wood until the end of time. I wish to calm the Eastern Sea, though my body sinks, my will will not change. The sea will never be calm, but my heart will never cease. Alas! Do you not see the many birds carrying wood on the Western Mountain, magpies come and swallows go, building their own nests?"

"A hero's name is borrowed, and one cannot be swayed by personal considerations. He sacrifices himself for the country in times of crisis, regarding death as returning home."

The twelve students behind him also recited in the same way.

At that very moment, a golden phantom appeared behind them.

Golden light pierced through the chaos, its entire body filled with supreme Daoist principles and countless laws.

Its illusory form is extremely majestic, seemingly boundless; this is the Confucian image of a sage.

Inheriting the cultural lineage of the sages, each individual strives to reshape the essence of the sages within the written word.

Such methods are not something they can use now. The Sage's Dharma Form contains almost all the power of a sage. If it weren't for the limits of heaven and earth, the Sage's Dharma Form should have reached the realm of the Great Dao of Taiji and Wuji.

This is a divine ability that can only be used by those at the ninth level of the Limitless Dao Realm. At that time, it would be equivalent to having an additional peak-level supreme expert.

The thirteen people now used their own vital energy as fuel and their divine souls as lamps to illuminate the ancient road and condense into such a sacred image.

This is a gamble with one's life. Even if one survives such an attempt, at best, one will never make any progress in cultivation; at worst, one's cultivation level will plummet and one will become a cripple.

Wang Cong and his thirteen companions wanted to stop these alien races; this was the only supernatural power they could use.

Upon seeing this,

The leading alien powerhouse cursed, "Madman!"

Then he shouted, "Kill! Quickly finish this battle and kill them!"

As soon as the words fell...

A group of powerful alien beings attacked simultaneously, and the saintly avatars that Wang Cong and the others had condensed also made their move. The terrifying power clashed, and the two were almost evenly matched in a single blow. However, this was too much of a burden for Wang Cong and the others, and they were on the verge of collapse.

Wang Cong shouted, "Hold on, just one more hit and it'll be fine!"

The other twelve knew perfectly well that this was just a comforting remark, just giving them some hope. But it didn't matter. They hadn't really thought they could go back alive anyway. As long as they could stop these alien races and wait for the strong reinforcements to arrive, what was wrong with dying?

Perhaps too many people cannot understand that the instinct to live is human nature; even ants cherish life. But in this world, there are many things that are more important than life.

Some people think it's foolish, some agree, and some follow. People should do things they think are worthwhile in life, otherwise what's the difference between them and cold machines?

instantly,

In the ensuing clash, Wang Cong and the other thirteen were bleeding from all seven orifices. They could withstand this final blow, but after that, they would all cease to exist.

"Are you scared?" Wang Cong's voice rang out.

"I'm afraid of his ball!"

The twelve students shouted in unison.

Then,

They were about to burn away all the life force and divine fire of everyone, in exchange for the final, strongest attack that they could unleash, the Dharma form of a saint.

At that very moment,

The space rippled.

A light and melodious voice rang out, "Stop forcing your way out, stop!"

"Leave this to me!"

After saying that,

A beam of cool light descended, and within it, a woman dressed in white, breathtakingly beautiful, appeared. In that instant, Wang Cong and the other thirteen were dumbfounded; they had never seen such a stunning woman before.

And this woman is no stranger to everyone; she is Lu Chuan's disciple, the Lord of Taiyin, Yue Xi!

The next moment, Yuexi arrived bathed in light and stood before Wang Cong and the other thirteen.

Looking indifferently at the dozen or so alien beings, he said, "Now, your opponent is me!"

Upon hearing this,

The leader of the alien race sneered, "It doesn't matter, your outcome is the same. Oh! No, there should be some differences. You are beautiful, so you should receive different treatment."

Yuexi's expression grew increasingly cold, a murderous intent flickering in her eyes. Without further ado, she attacked directly.

(End of this chapter)