After Ying Zheng and the others left the palace, a wisp of remnant soul slowly rose from the void, saying, "Fortunately, I have the Yin-Yang School's secret technique to save my life, otherwise I would definitely be dead!"
Recalling Ying Zheng's terrifying sword strike just now, Mo Hun still felt a chill run down his spine.
He swiftly vanished into the void, shouting as he fled, "You have destroyed my Yin-Yang School to such an unrecognizable state! Once I rebuild my physical body, I will make you pay a terrible price!"
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A stronghold of Confucianism.
"Have all the people for this teaching session been arranged?"
Kong Jia sat at the desk, flipping through books as he asked questions.
He attached great importance to this education, personally reviewing all the teaching materials, and demanding that any shortcomings be rectified as soon as possible.
The Confucian scholar standing to the side respectfully replied, "It was all arranged personally by my senior brothers. There were no mistakes in the process, so please rest assured, teacher."
Hearing this, Kong Jia felt a little relieved and focused on reading the book again.
After a while, he handed the book to the scholar next to him, saying, "I have marked the five errors in it. Please correct them and then let me check them."
The scholar bowed his head and said, "Yes, sir."
As soon as the scholar left, another scholar hurriedly entered the hall. "Teacher, His Majesty has issued a proclamation."
Kong Jia was taken aback. "A proclamation?"
The scholar didn't dare delay and hurriedly handed over a notice.
Kong Jia took the notice, opened it, and began to read it carefully. His eyes widened as he read, "The Yin-Yang School has been wiped out by His Majesty."
The scholar was shocked. "Destroyed?"
He looked at Kong Jia with a complicated expression. If he hadn't heard Kong Jia say these words with his own ears, he would never have believed it.
The strength of the Yin-Yang School is beyond doubt, and it is definitely among the top forces.
They not only mastered the art of deception to its extreme, possessing a variety of terrifying and unorthodox techniques, but also had countless powerful evil cultivators, making them renowned far and wide.
Even the great masters of the Mohist and Confucian schools would never want to be enemies with the Yin-Yang School.
But now the Qin Dynasty has been destroyed so easily, which is truly unbelievable.
Immediately, the scholar said with an indignant look, "Good riddance! The Yin-Yang School impersonated Senior Brother Qingshan to deceive His Majesty. If it weren't for Teacher's timely explanation, we would have suffered the same fate."
Compared to the Confucian scholar's shocked expression, Kong Jia was much calmer. "I have said before that the Great Qin of today is far superior to what it was before. What we need to do is to complete the task assigned by His Majesty."
Having witnessed the strength of the Qin Dynasty, he did not believe that the Yin-Yang School would be a match for the Qin Dynasty, so he was not so shocked when he saw the result.
Mohist stronghold.
"The Yin-Yang School is gone just like that?"
The leader of the Mohist school was also extremely shocked when he saw the proclamation.
The once-powerful Yin-Yang School, which had the strength to break away from the Daoist School and leave the Daoist School helpless, vanished just like that.
Mozi, standing to the side, looked deep in thought. “Since it has been announced like this, it must be true, and Qin has the strength to do so.”
If he hadn't witnessed the strength of the Qin Dynasty, he would definitely think that this might be fake, perhaps a false message spread by Ying Zheng to intimidate the world.
But he had personally witnessed the might of the Qin Dynasty. Not only was Wang Jian fierce, but the princes were all incredibly powerful, truly deserving of the title "monsters."
Mozi felt that such formidable strength would not be difficult to destroy a Yin-Yang School.
The leader of the Mohist school, still shaken, said, "It's fortunate that I listened to your advice and befriended the Qin Dynasty. Otherwise, if we had angered them, the Mohist school would have been in grave danger."
Looking back now, the Grand Master still feels very fortunate that he changed the Mohist school's position and stopped being an enemy of the Qin Dynasty.
Otherwise, the Mohists would absolutely not be able to withstand such a terrifying existence.
After all, they were powerful beings who could wipe out the Yin-Yang School in a heartbeat.
This is only the strength that Qin wants to show. How much strength it has in secret, and how many unknown trump cards it has, the Grand Master can't even imagine.
Mozi also sighed, "Yes, it's fortunate that I witnessed it, otherwise I would have been finished."
He then frowned. "However, in terms of impression, the Qin Dynasty doesn't have a very good impression of the Mohists, much worse than that of the Confucians."
The Grand Master's expression changed slightly. "Yes, we still need to see if there's any way to improve Qin's goodwill towards us."
Whether it's Mozi or the Grand Master, all they're thinking about now is pleasing the Qin Dynasty.
They all knew very well that, in the face of such overwhelming power, resistance was tantamount to suicide.
Only by complying can one have a glimmer of hope.
Just then, a voice came from outside the door, "Reporting to the Grand Master, the mechanical beast you requested has been completed."
Upon hearing that familiar voice, the Grand Master ordered, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a dark-skinned middle-aged man walked in, carrying a wooden box in his arms.
At the master's signal, he placed the wooden box on the table with both hands and then opened it.
The Grand Master looked at Mozi and said, "This is the latest hidden weapon. Take a look at its power."
Mozi nodded slightly and looked at the wooden box with great interest.
The middle-aged man opened the wooden box, and a black aura suddenly shot out, heading straight for the giant.
"Be careful, Master!"
Mozi reacted extremely quickly, shouting loudly. His aura surged, instantly forming a wall in front of the giant, thus blocking the black aura.
Mozi stood in front of the Grand Master, his gaze warily fixed on the middle-aged man. "Who are you?!"
He had already realized that although the face was the same, the middle-aged man in front of him was very strange and was clearly not a disciple of the Mo family that he was familiar with.
The middle-aged man remained silent, staring blankly ahead, with wisps of yin energy emanating from his body.
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