Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1271 - 875 Sacrificing life for justice_2

"Kill!"

When the Jiuyuan trio took action, the overwhelming flood swept through, displaying countless transformations of water, whether it be hard or soft, strong or weak, quick or slow...

Each transformation represented an extreme form of power, containing the most terrifying Divine Abilities, with a might nearly comparable to a strike from the Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos.

And there were so many variations of water, the collective force unleashed was truly not inferior to the hands-on intervention of a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos.

The three transcendent beings of the same origin, along with their three similar top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasures, composed a premier Innate Great Formation. The power they erupted with could indeed match that of a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos.

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Just as the overwhelming flood was rolling toward Xianyang City, a palace in Xianyang suddenly shook violently.

Soon, a sky-blue stream of energy burst forth, transforming into a long azure river in the mid-air, vast and mighty, radiating endless righteousness.

This was the embodiment of overwhelming righteousness, born from the righteous essence of Heaven and Earth, supremely powerful, pure, and rigid, the nemesis of all dark and evil forces, a true representation of the righteous Tao of Heaven.

As soon as the overwhelming righteousness appeared, it surged towards the Spring and Autumn Brush in the hands of Qin Shi Huang.

In an instant, the Spring and Autumn Brush burst out with an unprecedented brilliance, with thousands of profound characters emerging from it, forming articles that manifested between Heaven and Earth.

"Spring, first month. Third month, Duke and Zhu Yifu made a pact in Mie. Summer, fifth month, Zheng Bo defeated Duan at Yan. Autumn, seventh month, the Heavenly King’s envoy Xiang returned the funeral gifts to Duke Hui and Zhong Zi. Ninth month, made a pact with the people of Song at Su. Winter, twelfth month, Ji Bo arrived. The prince and increased teacher passed away."

It was Spring and Autumn!

The articles manifested from the Spring and Autumn Brush were the original texts from the Spring and Autumn Annals.

With the emergence of the Spring and Autumn Annals, a vast and undefined power spread from around Qin Shi Huang, destabilizing the surrounding space-time.

One could see that the Divine Abilities launched towards Qin Shi Huang began to slow as they approached him. The closer they got, the slower they moved, and by the time they reached him, they had completely stopped.

This was the power of the Spring and Autumn Annals, the foremost treasure controlling the sequence of time. Even the Great Divine Transcendents, who claimed to transcend space-time, had to plunge back into the river of time under its influence.

Since Qin Shi Huang had acquired the Spring and Autumn Brush, naturally he wouldn’t neglect the Spring and Autumn Annals. When these two sacred artifacts broke apart, they had already secretly fused together.

The Spring and Autumn Brush shattered into more than seventeen thousand fragments, and the Spring and Autumn Annals broke into over seventeen thousand characters, each branded upon a fragment of the Spring and Autumn Brush.

These two Confucian sacred artifacts had quietly merged together.

"Hmph, even with the Spring and Autumn Annals, how would it matter? You, Da Yu, are neither a Confucian Saint nor a descendant of the Confucian lineage, merely borrowing the power of others to barely activate the full potential of these two sacred artifacts."

"Pity, external force is after all external, not your own. It inevitably has flaws, which is why you managed to kill us three."

"And us three together, possessing strength comparable to a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos, might not defeat you, but can certainly wear you down to death!"

Xuan Yuan spoke, his tone extremely calm, not believing that they would lose.

After all, Da Yu was not a Confucian Saint; the Spring and Autumn Brush could hurt a Saint in other hands, but not necessarily in that of Da Yu.

"My friends, allow me to lend you a hand."

Just then, the one-armed mysterious Great Divine Transcendent once again charged forward, wishing to join forces with the three to confront Qin Shi Huang.

"My friend, please take a trip first, retrieve the twelve Golden Men hidden deep within Xianyang, and then join us to confront Da Yu together."

"With this, the overall situation will be determined, even if Da Yu comes back to life, he will be powerless to alter the outcome."

However, at that moment, Jiuyuan suddenly spoke, instructing the one-armed Great Divine Transcendent to first seize the twelve Golden Men, and then come to assist them.

"Haha, my friend, you speak very wisely!"

The Great Divine Transcendent with a severed arm laughed heartily and, understanding Jiuyuan’s intent, turned toward the deep parts of Xianyang, heading in the direction where Jiang Chen was located.

Jiuyuan’s intention was clear; he wanted the Great Divine Transcendent with the severed arm to seize the twelve Golden Men. Should he succeed, their side would essentially possess the power of five Great Divine Transcendents.

Five against one, even if the First Emperor was formidable, he would be powerless to turn the tide, unable to avert today’s impending defeat.

"Break!"

Seeing this, the First Emperor swung the Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand, attempting to break through the encirclement of the three men from Jiuyuan to intercept the Great Divine Transcendent with the severed arm.

However, the flood was endless. Even if the First Emperor shattered it countless times, the waters would quickly regenerate, surging forward with even greater force.

Water, when gathered in large quantities, becomes more formidable. Over the years, the three from Jiuyuan had done nothing but perfect this formation, gathering the power of the water elements, resulting in today’s achievements.

They had prepared for this moment for a very long time; if the First Emperor were to break through easily, wouldn’t that make the three Great Divine Transcendents seem incompetent?

"Please lend me your strength!"

The First Emperor knew that, even with the Spring and Autumn Brush, his own power was not enough to break the encirclement of Jiuyuan’s three men. At this moment, he had no choice but to reveal another of his strategies.

The Spring and Autumn Brush was not supposed to be so weak, but the problem lay in its integration with the Spring and Autumn Annals.

The combination of two sacred artifacts was supposed to be beneficial, making their power even greater. However, this also meant that the righteous energy required to activate it had greatly increased.

The First Emperor, not being a legitimate descendant of the Confucian lineage, barely managed to wield the Spring and Autumn Brush. Adding the Spring and Autumn Annals exceeded his capabilities.

With each sacred artifact partially exerting its power, their combined strength was still less than fully reviving one sacred artifact. Sometimes, having too powerful a Magic Treasure might not be a good thing.

"We are here, willing to die for the Human Race!"

The moment the First Emperor’s voice fell, a series of righteous voices suddenly emanated from a grand hall within Xianyang.

Then, figures in wide robes and tall crowns, radiating righteous energy, emerged from the hall.

"The Grand Confucian Scholars of the Spring and Autumn!"

Seeing these figures, the three men from Jiuyuan immediately changed their expressions.

Among these people, many were recognized by them as the Grand Confucians born during the Pre-Qin and Qin dynasties. Some were even grandchildren of Saints and disciples of Sub-Saints.

These were all Mortals who should have long perished in the sands of time, but someone had built a Spring and Autumn Hall for them, allowing them to enter and stabilize their final moments.

At this moment, what the First Emperor did was to unseal the Spring and Autumn Hall, awakening these Grand Confucians of the Human Race for their final moments.

The group of Grand Confucians stepped out of the Spring and Autumn Hall and first glanced at the vast and beautiful landscape of the Human Race; then, clearing the last trace of attachment in their eyes, they strode forward with heads held high.

"Ha ha! Gentlemen, to sacrifice life for righteousness is today!"

A Grand Confucian laughed heartily, his laughter full of boldness, a detachment that transcended life and death, and an unregrettable readiness to die for the Human Race.

These Grand Confucians had gone to the Spring and Autumn Hall, not because they were afraid of death or wished to cling to life.

Rather, they needed to preserve their last breath so that at the crucial moment, they could sacrifice themselves to unleash the full potential of the Spring and Autumn Brush and the Spring and Autumn Annals, to kill a formidable enemy of the Human Race and resolve a crisis for the Human Race.

"To live is what I wish, and righteousness, too, is what I desire. Unable to obtain both, I give up life for righteousness."

The group of Grand Confucians all laughed, and as they laughed, they collectively recited "Mencius: Choosing Righteousness over Life." Then, with those grand voices, their bodies burst one after another, turning into pure righteous energy, and infused into the Spring and Autumn Brush.

Their lifespans had already been exhausted, and from the moment they stepped out of the Spring and Autumn Hall, their days were numbered; but even so, they still dragged their weary bodies to contribute their last bit of strength for the Human Race.