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In front of the Temple, the Queen Mother of the West's face was ashen.

The Holy Kings of the other Six Realms also changed their expressions at the terrifying sight.

Not until now did everyone realize to what dreadful extent the Martial Arts Realm of the True Martial King had reached!

Yang Fei was suspended in the middle of the Thunderfire Pillar, his body bloodied and bruised, yet his spirit soared.

Damn, this is a true hero!

Even Yang Fei had not expected his godfather's divine skills to reach such a fearsome level.

Usually keeping a low profile, hiding his strength, he suddenly erupted, catching everyone off guard.

The True Martial King killed another Holy King, charging upward directly, his form like a streak of flame.

Behind the True Martial King, twelve Godly Venerables formed two columns, running swiftly forward, protecting the True Martial King.

At that moment, an enormous brush, like a pillar supporting the sky, blocked the True Martial King.

The True Martial King felt enormous pressure, suddenly raised his head, his eyes glinting with killing intent.

"Wenchang King, do you also want to oppose me?"

The aged Wenchang King, with a demeanor scholarly and calm, appeared as a learned gentry.

"True Martial King, your unauthorized raising of arms is unrighteous, disregarding the Nine Realms Covenant and disturbing the peace of Kunlun, is unjust."

"You defy the superior, sinning against heaven, deemed disloyal, going against the heavens, ignoring human ethics, is unfilial."

"Therefore, your rebellion, I, the Wenchang King, cannot tolerate!"

The True Martial King snorted once, then laughed heartily.

"Heaven is unkind, treating all things like straw dogs, why should I follow the mandate of heaven?"

Speaking thus, he pointed at Yang Fei trapped between the Thunderfire Pillar.

"May I ask, what crime did this person commit? So much that his Heavenly Dao Seal was carved out, and he was punished with the Thunderfire Cone?"

The Queen Mother, above the temple, spoke harshly.

"True Martial King, isn't he your disciple? The Heavenly Dao Reverse Seal appeared on him, shouldn't he die for it?"

The True Martial King was taken aback briefly, then burst into loud laughter.

"Heavenly Dao Reverse Seal? Wonderful!"

"I'm already sick to death of you so-called gods high above."

"Reverse Seal appearing, chaos in the Nine Realms, this is the scenario I hoped to see."

The Queen Mother burst into raging anger.

"Wretched being, Wenchang King, what are you waiting for? Quickly capture this demon."

The Wenchang King nodded respectfully to the Queen Mother: "Yes!"

The True Martial King laughed heartily, his spirits soared sky-high.

"Wenchang King, I respect you as a scholar, and do not wish to attack you, not that I'm afraid of you."

Speaking, the Wenchang King gestured to the sky.

The enormous brush, like a pillar supporting the sky, directly pressed down on the True Martial King.

The True Martial King caught the brush with one hand, yet with a loud boom, the steps beneath him crumbled.

This small brush was actually several times heavier than Mount Tai.

The Queen Mother, high above, wore a self-satisfied smile.

"You, little ant, how could you know the Wenchang King's divine skills?"

"This Life-Blossom Dream Brush crushes those without literary knowledge and vision. Had you read more, True Martial King, you wouldn't be so easily subdued."

The Wenchang King murmured a scripture from the Analects beside him.

Yang Fei keenly felt.

As the Wenchang King chanted the scripture from the Analects, it seemed as if there was a mighty voice echoing in this realm.

The sky rumbled like thousands of scholars reading.

Mysteriously, an immense force engulfed the sky, pressing down on the True Martial King's head.

This was no longer pure force but the operation of the Heaven and Earth Rules, unstoppable, irresistible.

Yang Fei felt secretly anxious in his heart.

He never expected that the Wenchang King would have such divine skills?

At this moment, the True Martial King's eyebrows furrowed.

He felt as if the entire sky was collapsing, the weight concentrated on the brush, making each step extremely difficult.

Behind the True Martial King, the twelve Godly Venerables surged forward together, closely guarding the True Martial King.

The momentum of these twelve Godly Venerables swept away everything, resembling an endless sea. Even though the Wenchang King had the upper hand, he dared not rush forward.

Suddenly, Yang Fei activated the Nine Extremes Rotation Force, breaking free from Hong Xiao's restraint, shouting loudly.

"What you gain from books always feels shallow; to know this, you must practice it yourself!"

"To trust in books alone is worse than having no books at all!"

"Blind obedience is the only remaining virtue of slaves."

"For a ship sailing blindly, all winds are headwinds."

...

In an instant, Yang Fei recited famous quotes and proverbs from ancient and modern times, advising against blind trust in books.

Usually, he wasn't someone who loved reading, but was forced by Wang Xiaoshi to learn countless classical texts, which now made sense when uttered.

The Wenchang King was instantly taken aback, struck as if by thunder, exclaiming in disbelief.

"You... you... what are you saying?"

Yang Fei keenly sensed that with each quote and proverb he recited, the Heavenly Dao Laws mysteriously began to spiral into chaos.

The Wenchang King was a learned scholar, yet no matter how versed in knowledge, he could not withstand the wisdom of countless Great Confucians and sages from Earth's space over thousands of years.

Moreover, many of Yang Fei's uttered statements were the core thoughts of many renowned contemporary philosophers, also part of the Great Daoism.

The True Martial King felt the pressure of the Life-Blossom Dream Brush atop his head suddenly lighten. Though still slightly heavy, it was no longer sufficient to restrain the True Martial King.

"Good, well said."

The True Martial King laughed once, then seized the heavy Life-Blossom Dream Brush above him with all his might, snapping it into two with a crack.

The Wenchang King felt a constriction in his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

This Life-Blossom Dream Brush was the Wenchang King's Martial Arts Treasure, closely connected to his mind and heart.

At this moment, with the True Martial King's destruction of the Life-Blossom Dream Brush, the Wenchang King's mental faculties suffered great harm.

Yet, for the Wenchang King, what truly drained his Vital Energy was not the True Martial King's martial assault, but Yang Fei's aphorisms.

The Wenchang King cultivated the Wenchang Realm Divine Power, always reading the books of the sages, increasing Literary Talent, thus tempering himself.

This Wenchang Realm Divine Power most valued the philosophical truth, nurturing Vast Righteous Qi with righteous reasoning, then refining his own Essence Qi, where simply reciting poetry could kill.

But now, the Wenchang King, who had believed in classical texts his whole life, regarded the classics within as the Great Daoism, was thoroughly refuted by Yang Fei's few arguments.

If Yang Fei's arguments were pure nonsense, they would have no effect on the Wenchang King, nor would they alter the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Wenchang Realm.

But strangely, what he said was logical, instantly changing the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Wenchang Realm.

In a blink, the Wenchang King staggered and fell, collapsing to the ground in defeat.

His face was filled with sorrow, and his once jet-black hair turned snowy white.

The Wenchang King's Spirit Platform was damaged, most of his cultivation wasted.

Seated on the ground, he pondered bitterly, ignoring everyone else.

Amid the True Martial King's laughter, he charged again towards the Queen Mother's Temple, unstoppable, defying all.

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