Kong Jia quickly opened the brocade pouch and saw that there was a piece of paper inside, which made him even more expectant.
This brocade pouch was given to him by the little guy. With the little guy's abilities, Kong Jia believed that he was fully capable of giving extremely powerful words of truth.
If he had anticipated the current situation and made preparations in advance, then there is still hope.
He opened the paper, but his face froze. The hope that had just ignited in his eyes vanished instantly, turning into nothingness.
The paper clearly displayed four large characters: "Wait and see."
Kong Jia frowned. "What do you mean?"
He had thought it was some powerful mantra, but he never expected that the brocade pouch contained only these four words.
A profound sense of despair overwhelmed Kong Jia.
This is terrible!
Kong Jia roared, "Everyone! Run!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the Confucian disciples who were still able to move began to flee immediately.
Qingshan also dragged his tired body to his feet, and then walked towards Kong Jia, wanting to help him leave.
But Kong Jia frowned deeply and said, "This old man must stay and hold him off!"
His gaze was fixed intently on the Soul Reaper, and he knew very well that if no one could buy time against this terrifyingly powerful figure, then everyone would die.
Then, as if remembering something, he looked in Ying Zheng's direction and said, "Your Majesty should also leave quickly!"
Kong Jia had thought the little guy had some trump card up his sleeve, but to his utter surprise, it turned out to be just four useless words, which really gave him a headache.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a black shockwave roared in and struck Kong Jia, sending him flying backward like a baseball crashing into a wall, causing the wall to collapse instantly.
When the dust settled, Kong Jia was lying on the ground with a gash in his chest, from which blood kept gushing.
This attack caused him extremely serious internal injuries, and his entire aura weakened.
The Soul Reaper's gaze was cold. "Stop me? It seems you're not only weak, but also stupid!"
Seeing this, Qingshan's eyes darkened, and he also summoned a long sword to slash at the Soul Reaper, but was knocked away by the giant scythe with a light swing.
Several other Confucian disciples rushed forward upon seeing this, but without exception, they were all easily swept away by the Soul Reaper, some suffering serious injuries, others dying on the spot.
Seeing that almost everyone had fallen, the Soul Reaper walked coldly toward Dugu Hai, who was lying on the ground, ready to conclude the mission.
However, at that moment, a figure stood in front of Dugu Hai, blocking the path of the Soul Reaper.
It was Wang Jian, who was holding a long spear.
Seeing this, the Soul Reaper was quite surprised. "You dare to block my way?"
Whether it was Kong Jia just now, or those Confucian disciples, their auras were far superior to Wang Jian's.
Even those guys were directly blasted back, suffering extremely serious internal injuries, which shows how obvious the difference in strength was.
However, under such circumstances, Wang Jian, whose aura was not strong, dared to step forward, which really surprised the Soul Reaper.
Even Kong Jia was quite surprised, and then shouted in a weak voice, "Step back, General Wang, you are no match for him!"
If it were the old Wang Jian Kong Jia, he might still have held a sliver of hope, but he had also heard about Wang Jian sacrificing his power, and after meeting Wang Jian several times, he was even more certain of this fact.
After all, Wang Jian's aura now is completely different from before; they are worlds apart.
As someone who had just fought the Soul Reaper, Kong Jia knew the Soul Reaper's strength well and naturally understood the gap between Wang Jian and him.
Wang Jian is now undoubtedly courting death.
Wang Jian did not answer. He suddenly lunged forward, his spear whistling as it slashed horizontally towards the Soul Reaper's face.
Faced with this spear, the Soul Reaper remained indifferent, his gaze calmly watching Wang Jian's attack. Only when the spear was about to strike did he raise his giant scythe and gently swing it.
Although the movement was small, the power unleashed by the giant scythe was extremely strong, pressing down on Wang Jian with unstoppable force, causing Wang Jian's body to be sent flying, crashing into a wall with a "bang" and shattering it.
Seeing this, the Soul Reaper ignored him and continued walking towards Dugu Hai.
But after taking only two steps, a figure flew over, and a long spear whistled down, slashing towards the face of the Soul Reaper.
It was Wang Jian, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, who attacked again.
The Soul Reaper's eyes flickered slightly, and he gently raised his giant scythe, firmly blocking the spear.
Then he gently swung his giant scythe, and boundless power swept out like a vast ocean, once again sending Wang Jia flying and crashing to the ground with a bang.
The terrifying force shook the earth slightly, and dust billowed up.
Just as the Soul Reaper was about to continue, he heard Wang Jian's voice coming from the dust, "That's it?"
The Soul Reaper looked at Wang Jian with a slightly cold gaze. He was still standing there, his body covered in bloody wounds, and he looked very weak.
Mocking him like that, the Soul Reaper's eyes darkened. "You're asking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly darted forward and appeared in front of Wang Jian in an instant. He raised his giant scythe high and slashed down, the terrifying power pressing down on his entire body, which crashed heavily to the ground, instantly shattering the earth.
The force was so powerful that it caused Wang Jian to let out a painful howl and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing Wang Jian lying on the ground, the Soul Reaper turned and walked towards Dugu Hai.
But after taking only two steps, Wang Jian's voice came again, "It's not over yet."
He was standing there again, his body covered in scarlet bloodstains from wounds, his whole body slightly hunched, looking as if he might fall at any moment.
Kong Jia and the Confucian scholars were all taken aback by what they saw.
Seeing this, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, and he shouted, "Enough, Wang Jian!"
He could naturally see the difference in their abilities; if Wang Jian persisted, he would not be his match, and might even lose his life.
Kong Jia also said, "There's no need to stand up again."
With his back to Ying Zheng, Wang Jian said, "This old minister represents the Great Qin, so he cannot fall easily!"
Ying Zheng's expression changed, and he stared at Wang Jian with a complicated look in his eyes.
Wang Jian continued, "I know you have no expectations of me, and you know that I am very weak right now and have no chance of beating this guy, but even so, I can't just do nothing."
"Even if it's just a brief delay, it represents a contribution from Great Qin. In the cooperation between Confucianism and Great Qin, Great Qin is not entirely without merit!"
If we can buy some time, at least we can gain a glimmer of hope for rescue.
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Meanwhile, far away in Xianyang, the little guy was basking in the sun.
Xiaoyao rushed over, looking anxious, and said, "Don't sunbathe, young master! Something terrible has happened!"
The little guy lay leisurely on the grass. "Your chicken leg got stolen again?"
Xiaoyao said with a bitter face, "No, this old man observed the celestial phenomena last night and discovered that the Imperial Star is moving strangely. I'm afraid His Majesty is in danger!"
The little guy remained calm. "Oh, no need to worry about that."
Xiaoyao was taken aback, looking at the little guy with a puzzled expression, "No need to worry?"
The little guy slowly said, "As the saying goes, 'No destruction, no construction; no death, no rebirth.'"
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