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

Chapter 2383

The Confucian, Taoist, and immortal energies surged and flowed towards Lin Xuan.

At the sacred site of the sages, all living beings turned pale.

Like the three great imperial races, they couldn't absorb even a trace of Confucian, Taoist, or immortal light.

All the creatures stared at Lin Xuan in astonishment, their eyes filled with complex emotions. Some of the more radical ones even had red eyes, their faces filled with indignation. If they hadn't retained a shred of composure, they probably would have already attacked Lin Xuan.

"Lin Xuan, stop!"

At this moment, Wu Mingkong's voice echoed throughout the Sage's Temple.

The thirteen statues of saints are rapidly dimming and losing their 'spirituality'. What will happen if this continues?

The statues of sages are the foundation of Ruyun Academy. If it really takes a hundred years to restore them, then that hundred years would be too cruel for the vast number of students.

At that time, the cultivation progress of the vast number of students will inevitably be slowed down, which is simply a catastrophe for Wu Mingkong, who is in charge of Ruyun Academy.

He suddenly regretted inviting Lin Xuan to the Confucian Banquet.

It's just a pity that it seems too late to regret it now.

Wu Mingquan and Wu Mingyao stood there dumbfounded, their mouths agape.

They had never seen anything like it before.

Wu Mingyao looked at Wu Mingkong, whose eyes were red, with a complicated expression, and for a moment she almost laughed.

"Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise!"

After regaining his senses, Wu Mingquan muttered to himself that he was somewhat annoyed by the failed ambush by the three imperial races, but he did not expect Lin Xuan to pull such a stunt.

The uprooting of the Confucian, Taoist, and Immortal Light foundation was a huge blow to Wu Mingkong, and he might even be punished. For him, it was a great thing.

"The Confucian tradition has been interrupted for a hundred years. What will Wu Mingkong have to compete with me after a hundred years?"

"Currently, my only opponent is Wu Mingyao. As long as I take down Wu Zhaoshan's clone and become the crown prince, the world will belong to me, Wu Mingquan."

Wu Mingquan's mind began to wander, and beautiful fantasies began to surface in his head.

"Boom!"

Just then, Wu Mingkong made his move, throwing out the Sage's Decree and unleashing his power with a hand seal.

He was using the power of the Sage's Decree to suppress the Confucian and Taoist light above the Sage's Temple.

"You absolutely can't succeed, Lin Xuan... You better do your best."

Wu Mingquan's heart jumped instantly; he was already cheering for Lin Xuan in his heart.

"town!"

Wu Mingkong shouted, and the brilliant light from the Sage's Decree spread out, enveloping the entire Confucian Cloud Academy.

A mighty force appeared and gathered entirely on the sacred site.

At this moment, the thirteen statues of saints seemed to be bound by chains.

"How could it not work?"

Wu Mingkong's exclamation rang out.

A look of surprise immediately flashed in Wu Mingquan's eyes.

"Hahaha……"

He even laughed out loud, his eyes fixed on the sacred temple.

It was clear that Wu Mingkong's methods were completely ineffective; the Sage's Decree seemed to have become a mere decoration at this moment.

The thirteen statues of saints have become even dimmer, and their 'spirituality' is about to disappear completely.

"Lin Xuan!"

Wu Mingkong's eyes almost popped out. At this point, there was only one last option: to take Lin Xuan away from the Sage's Temple.

"boom!"

With a single step, a tremendous force erupted, and Wu Mingkong shot towards Lin Xuan.

"Accelerate again!"

Lin Xuan had no time to pay attention and focused all his efforts on activating the Three Pure Ones Dao Foundation. The heavens and stars in the Heavenly Court surged, and the thirteen statues of sages that evolved from the Three Pure Ones Dao Foundation began to shine brightly, unleashing a terrifying suction force to help draw out the Confucian and Taoist immortal light within the sages' Daoist temple.

Lin Xuan's Heavenly Court was stained with a blazing white light, the radiance of Confucian and Taoist immortal light. The Three Pure Ones' Dao Foundation was completely filled with Confucian and Taoist immortal light.

"Young Master Lin Xuan, please forgive me!"

"You must leave this place today."

Wu Mingkong arrived and reached out to grab Lin Xuan.

"mean!"

Lin Xuan did not sense any malice, but only glanced reluctantly at the rapidly gathering Confucian and Taoist immortal light.

"Is this a matter of being stingy? You son of a bitch..."