"Is that... Confucian Dao?" someone frowned.
Confucian Dao practically had no means to fight back in this kind of strife.
The power of Confucian Dao needed to borrow the power of heaven and earth for oneself, and its means of struggle were very limited.
They were more inclined to cultivate in quiet and engage in leisurely discussions.
In the Contend of Ten Thousand Realms, those who fight are beings with Heaven Ascension methods, all engaged in fierce battles. Who would give you time to slowly gather the power of heaven and earth?
"Confucian Dao, impossible—"
The person speaking hadn't finished when they suddenly widened their eyes in shock.
In front of them, the shadow behind Xu Zhi solidified in one step.
How is this possible!
"Origin!"
"He has assimilated an entire city's Origin into himself!"
"This madman, how dare he contain so much Origin within his body? Isn't he afraid of his body collapsing?"
In the void, exclamations rang out one after another.
