I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2426

Feng Changjian felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation; this scene was completely unexpected.

Wu Mingkong and the others were already numb, and could even see that Feng Changjian's defeat was already predetermined.

His pure yang clone is now useless, and it will have an extremely serious impact on the foundation of his main body.

"Wu Mingkong, come quickly and help me! Stop Wu Mingyao!"

Suddenly, a spiritual thought pierced through the air, and the sound of the wind-blown sword exploded in the sky.

Wu Mingkong and the others were all stunned, their eyes wide with surprise, and they remained silent.

Feng Changjian actually asked for help. Is he still the same fierce man who helped them sweep all the way to Sun and Moon Valley?

The pure yang clone of a tenth-level Golden Immortal actually put aside his pride.

"Wu Mingkong, what are you waiting for? Quickly help me! As long as you can stop Wu Mingyao, the Chunyang Heaven Grand Elder's faction will do everything in its power to help you ascend to the position of Emperor."

"You can't see it, can you? You've already lost your qualification, but I, Chunyang Tian, ​​can help you. You can rise above tens of thousands of people."

Before Wu Mingkong could speak, Feng Changjian spoke again, this time in a very urgent tone, clearly indicating that his condition was not optimistic.

"boom!"

Wu Mingkong's mind went blank, and his whole body was trembling.

At that moment, a different light appeared in his eyes.

However, his indecisive nature caused him immense distress.

"Your Highness!"

Kong Fang spoke, his voice heavy, his eyes showing worry.

Wu Mingkong raised his hand, trembling slightly, his gaze sweeping over Wu Mingyao and Lin Xuan, his mind a jumble of thoughts.

"Heh... You actually asked for help, Feng Changjian. If your brother knew how pathetic you were, I wonder if the myth you held in his eyes would be shattered."

Lin Xuan gave a mocking smile, his words showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Shut up!"

The wind-blown sword nearly broke through his defenses, and his entire body surged with murderous intent.

At the same time, Wu Mingyao's voice suddenly rang out.

“Brother, think it over carefully. We can leave by imperial road at any time. If you fail this time, you can just be a carefree prince in the future.”

Wu Mingyao's words were domineering, and she glanced coldly at Wu Mingkong.

"Imperial sister..."

Wu Mingkong's expression was quite complicated, and his body trembled even more violently.

He wanted to fight for it, but he was also a little afraid...

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Feng Changjian, I'm sorry!"

“You…” Feng Changjian’s murderous aura intensified, and his face turned quite ugly.

"At least you know what's good for you!"

Lin Xuan glanced at Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingyao felt relieved. She wasn't worried about what would happen if Wu Mingkong joined, but rather that Wu Mingkong would offend Lin Xuan badly and be punished afterward.

Although the imperial family is said to be ruthless, they are still connected by blood, and Wu Mingkong is a man of great talent and a powerful asset for his future.

Being indecisive in public doesn't mean he can't work behind the scenes.

"Bastards, a bunch of bastards!"

"Wu Mingkong, since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for not remembering the Holy Master's kindness."

The sound of the wind sword exploded again.

At the same time, he waved his hand, and a scroll shot into the sky.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt appearing in them.

It was just an ordinary scroll painting; although the landscapes, flowers, and birds on it were lifelike, they lacked any spirit.

Strangely, this ordinary scroll ignored the impact of their battle and flew into the sky.

Upon sensing this, Wu Mingkong and the others' expressions changed drastically, their gazes focusing on the scroll as if they had seen something terrifying.

"Fellow disciples of Ruyun Academy, heed my command! Help me kill Lin Xuan! Anyone who disobeys will have their foundation torn apart!"

The sound of the wind sword rang out at just the right moment.

"Feng Changjian, you actually..."

Wu Mingkong exclaimed in shock, pointing at the wind-swept sword with boundless rage.

"boom!"

At the same time, the scroll exploded, and a terrifying will that Lin Xuan had never felt before descended, falling from the sky and instantly enveloping Wu Mingkong, Kong Fang, and the other seven people.

These people were dressed identically, all wearing the attire of Ruyun Academy, and their faces were full of Confucian air.

"The Sect Master is the Great Confucian Landscape Map, which contains the will of the Great Confucian Scholars of Confucian Cloud Academy. All students of Confucian Cloud Academy are subject to its restrictions."

"The will of the great Confucian scholar cannot be resisted. My brother and the others will be forced to take action. Otherwise, their foundations will be torn apart, and they will be completely reduced to mortals."

Wu Mingyao's thoughts echoed in Lin Xuan's mind, and she gave a brief explanation.

"He actually has something like that!"

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, unable to suppress his admiration. These top-tier disciples from various sects were no joke; their methods were astonishing.

"Take action!"

At this moment, Feng Changjian let out another sharp shout.

"Hey……"

Wu Mingkong sighed, and a scholarly aura emanated from his body.

Beside him, a scholar in a Confucian robe fluttered, revealing a sharp edge beneath his gentle, scholarly air, and a glint of sword light flashed in his eyes.

The other students from Ruyun Academy also moved. One of them, a burly Confucian scholar, exuded an aura that soared to the heavens, and was only slightly weaker than Wu Mingkong and Kong Fang.

The three near-immortal cultivators were all at the middle to late stages of the Immortal realm.

Suddenly, the nine people rushed towards the battlefield where Lin Xuan and his two companions were fighting.

"Hahaha...you think you've got this in the bag?"

"I obtained the Great Confucian Landscape Map in my early years, which allows me to command the Confucian Cloud Academy once, but I have never used it. Today, I will kill you!"

Feng Changjian laughed, all his previous repression vanishing.

I've lost all face today, and I've revealed all my trump cards, but as long as I can kill Lin Xuan, it's all worth it.

"Go and stop them!"

Lin Xuan did not respond to Feng Changjian, but spoke directly to Wu Mingyao.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Wu Mingyao responded, transforming into a long, dark river that surged forth. The dark river then expanded, whipping up massive dark waves that directly pressed down on Wu Mingkong and the other nine.

The three near-Dao Earth Immortals and the six Earth Immortals in their later stages were all blocked by the inky waves.

Of course, Wu Mingyao wasn't ridiculously powerful; she was also fighting desperately, and it was only a matter of time before she was overwhelmed.

"My dear sister, I...I'm so sorry!"

As Wu Mingkong spoke, he joined forces with Kong Fang and others to launch a powerful attack, demonstrating that the will of the great Confucian scholar could not be defied.

"Brother, you'd better hope that the sect leader can kill Feng Changjian before you break through the blockade. Otherwise... no one can save you."

Wu Mingyao shook her head and sighed.

On the other side, Lin Xuan and Feng Changjian were engaged in a bloody battle, a true bloody battle. Feng Changjian's pure yang light was dimming, while new wounds kept appearing on Lin Xuan's body, his white clothes stained red with blood...