Witnessing this, the masked man's eyes lit up; he knew Er You before him had exhausted his reserves, nearly a spent force.
He roared, and the Evil Qi around his body surged, coalescing into a pitch-black line that shot straight towards Er You.
The terrifying Evil Qi loomed larger and larger in Er You's eyes.
The next moment, a sacred scroll manifested before Er You, blocking the terrifying streak of Evil Qi, preventing it from advancing even half a step!
The energy of the Confucian School, the aura of sages!
The masked man's heart lurched. This is bad, he thought. The Confucian School's members have arrived!
Then, a sword plummeted from the sky!
This sword was named 'Virtue.'
In an instant, it pierced the masked man. The pervasive dark Qi dissipated. He clutched his chest, blood flowing through his fingers, as his entire body stumbled backward.
Then, high above, the sages' aura surged, and a serene voice echoed through the heavens,
