Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1268 - 874 Spring and Autumn Brush

"Confucian Dao sacred relic, the Spring and Autumn Brush!"

At this instant, Jiuyuan and the other three Great Divine Transcendents simultaneously changed color, gazing solemnly at the carving knife in the hands of the First Emperor.

They recognized the origin of this treasure!

This carving knife looked ordinary, indistinguishable from mundane objects, but within the Chaos World, no one dared to underestimate it, not even Saints.

Because its name was the Spring and Autumn Brush!

In bygone years, the Confucian Saint had carved the Spring and Autumn Annals using this very knife.

Therefore, this once common object, having been bathed in the power of a Saint, underwent a metamorphosis and became a sacred relic of the Confucian Dao.

Also, by virtue of the Annals of Spring and Autumn, it was blessed with the power of time, becoming the Brush of Spring and Autumn, the Knife of Ages.

"Impossible, the Spring and Autumn Brush and the ’Spring and Autumn Annals,’ these two great Confucian Dao sacred relics, were supposed to have shattered along with the demise of the Confucian Saint. How could they possibly reappear?"

"Fake, it must be fake!"

"We witnessed the scene of the Confucian Saint’s demise that year, saw it clearly with our own eyes. Both sacred relics, the Spring and Autumn Brush and the ’Spring and Autumn Annals,’ indeed shattered along with the Saint’s demise."

While their faces twisted with alarm, Jiuyuan and the others were all unwilling to believe that the carving knife before their eyes was the Confucian Dao sacred relic, the Spring and Autumn Brush.

If one were to speak of the most legendary figure of the Human Race, it would definitely be the Confucian Saint, who was neither Immortal nor Divine, without any magical power, just an utterly ordinary person.

Yet, it was such an ordinary person who unleashed a power that made even Saints wary.

He was the most powerful mortal, embodying the ultimate truths of the Human Path with his mortal form. So, while he lived, he was known as the incarnation of the Human Path, and although he was but a mortal, he had the strength not inferior to a Saint.

Or rather, he was a Saint, not in terms of realm or power, but in thought and morality.

With his mortal form, he suppressed all the gods between Heaven and Earth, the only one since the opening of the Prehistoric World.

The strength of the Confucian Saint was best understood by the two Western Saints. When the Buddhist door had just been established, the Confucian Saint had led three thousand disciples to the Western Regions to debate the Tao with the Buddhas.

During that debate, Spiritual Mountain ran with blood, three thousand Buddhas entered nirvana, and had the two Western Saints not each manifested an avatar at the crucial moment, the newly founded Buddhist door might have been exterminated by the Confucian Saint.

This battle also informed all of the beings in the Chaos World of the strength of the Confucian Saint. He alone matched the two avatars of the Western Saints, not falling the slightest bit behind.

At the climax of this great battle, the Confucian Saint suddenly wielded the Spring and Autumn Brush. With a single stroke, the endless Tao and rationale interwove, manifesting the most horrifying power of time.

The power was so strong, so terrible, that it not only killed the avatar of Jieyin Saint on the spot but also transcended the boundless Chaos, attacking Jieyin Saint’s true body and causing the Saint to bleed.

A Saint bled!

Wounded by a mortal!

Such an utterly impossible event had indeed occurred, and it took place before the eyes of countless Great Divine Transcendents, sending the entire Prehistoric World into an uproar!

Afterward, the Confucian Saint became a Saint!

With his proven deeds in battle, he showed all the beings of Heaven and Earth his strength, comparable to that of a Saint.

At that time, the Human Race was at its most glorious, and within the vast Heaven and Earth, no one dared disrespect the Human Race, truly showcasing the majesty of the sovereigns of Heaven and Earth in full splendor.

It’s just a pity that even though the Confucian Saint possessed strength comparable to that of a Saint, he was, at his core, merely a mortal. As a mortal, he was confined by a lifespan, unable to live eternally.

The Confucian Saint was powerful, living for three hundred years in his mortal body, but ultimately, he fell, dissolving into countless specks of light, returning to Heaven and Earth, his spirit becoming a lofty righteousness, coexisting with Heaven and Earth.

And the two sacred relics he left behind, the Spring and Autumn Brush and the ’Spring and Autumn Annals,’ perished along with his demise.

These events, the mightiest of the Prehistoric World had all witnessed with their own eyes. They could confirm that the Confucian Saint was truly dead, beyond any possibility of resurrection. The same was true for the two sacred relics he left behind.

You must know, the Confucian Saint was like a massive boulder pressing upon the hearts of the Prehistoric World’s powerful beings. His demise was keenly observed, even the Saints themselves repetitively verified it, leaving no room for error.

Because of this, Jiuyuan and the other three Great Divine Transcendents felt the surprise and disbelief that what had been destroyed—a sacred relic—how could it suddenly appear today?

Is it real? Is it fake?

If it’s fake, then it’s nothing to be feared.

But if it is real, then they were in danger today.

The Saints’ bodies, crafted by the Heavenly Dao, are indestructible, almost impossible to injure. Even when Leader Tongtian faced the encirclement of the four Saints, he only appeared somewhat distressed and did not sustain any injuries, let alone bleed.

A Saint’s body, impervious to injury, is a recognized fact in the Prehistoric World and a privilege granted by the Heavenly Dao.

The advantage of Saints over Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial is precisely this: though their realms are the same, Saints do not get injured, their power is boundless, and they can mobilize the Power of the Heavenly Dao to bolster themselves at any time.

When the theoretically unassailable body of a Saint was wounded by the Spring and Autumn Brush, bleeding sacred blood, it proved this treasure to be the sharpest in the Prehistoric World.

It was from that moment on that beings understood that the sharpest objects in Heaven and Earth were not swords, but the tip of a brush.

As for a weapon that could injure a Saint, was it really difficult to slay them? No, not difficult at all. Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial were inferior to Saints, not to mention this group of Great Divine Transcendents.