"Hahahaha, defeat us?"
Mu Ren's mocking laughter shook the heavens, his eyes cast towards Su Changqing with a sneer,
"Even your teacher couldn't accomplish such a thing, and you think you can?"
"Ignorant child, no matter how strong the divine omen is, it cannot contend with a Great Saint or a quasi-emperor!"
As his words fell, Mu Ren's entire body exuded a terrifying aura of a quasi-emperor that rose to the skies.
Behind him were those at the peak of Great Saint, Saint Kings, and several other powerful figures.
Additionally, there stood an elder quasi-emperor, alongside Mu Ren.
Two quasi-emperors, many experts in the realm of Divine Principle.
This terrifying force far surpassed the current Holy Academy.
For at this moment, the Holy Academy did not even have a single quasi-emperor, even Wei Cang was still a step away.
Confucianism had been divided for many years, its strength far beneath other orthodoxies.
These individuals were the strongest Confucianism had to offer.
