If he hasn't cultivated all Four Saints Divine Paths to the Fifth Realm, wouldn't sitting in the Kyoto Academy for three hundred years be a complete waste of time?
As his words resounded, the three golden silhouettes in the night sky seemed to nod in agreement.
In the next moment, the gaze of the three Saints' silhouettes all turned towards Yang Huan below, and spoke in a voice like a great bell:
"As it should be!"
Yang Huan's eyes narrowed, his face twisted as he glared at the Great Master: "Teacher, do you dare?!"
Before he could respond, four rays of light descended upon him, instantly dissipating the Vast Energy he had cultivated in Confucianism.
It wasn't simply a seal, but a direct stripping of his Vast Energy, dissolving it within the Kyoto Academy.
Despite his eyes threatening to burst, Yang Huan's divine aura rapidly waned, leaving only the divine will of the Taoist Qimen Lineage.
