Looking from the sky, people were like a black torrent, surrounding Kongcheng, penetrating deep into Kongcheng, and arriving at the large square at the foot of Daofeng Mountain.
People were rushing over from all directions of the large square, their turbans were disheveled, their robes were soaked, and their feet were covered in mud, but their eyes were determined and they were not at all panicked in such a strange place.
With no one to command or guide them, they instinctively avoided Kong Weishan's team and rushed behind Yan Yukong.
When humans began to appear from all directions, Kong Weishan's team finally stopped.
Only more than 10,000 people left the team of hundreds of thousands, which did not make the team look smaller.
However, the opposing team grew at an incredible speed.
People from all over Shengyuan Continent joined the team behind Yan Yukong.
Be tolerant to diversity, tolerance is a virtue.
Soon, behind Yan Yukong there turned into a vast ocean of human beings, so that Yan Yukong kept moving forward and let more people stand behind him.
Soon, Yan Yukong was pushed in front of Kong Weishan by more and more people behind him.
Kong Weishan was retreating, a team of hundreds of thousands of people was retreating!
Yan Yukong moved forward, and Yan Yukong's team moved forward.
Soon, the total number of people behind Yan Yukong exceeded ten million!
Moreover, this number is increasing rapidly.
The people of Kongcheng who had been watching from the sidelines were suddenly confused. Why did a stretch of sea appear between Kongwei Mountain and Daofeng Mountain in such a short while
An ocean that no saint could cross, an ocean that seemed like it would never disappear.
Yan Yukong continued to move forward, while Kong Weishan continued to retreat.
In the end, the entire square was filled with humans, more than 100 million humans!
This number far exceeds any gathering in human history!
This number is still increasing! It continues to increase! It keeps increasing!
Kong Weishan's army of hundreds of thousands of people was forced out of the square.
Then, they were completely surrounded!
From a distance, Kong Weishan's team looked like prisoners at the execution ground, while Yan Yukong's team looked like the executioners and the people surrounding the entire execution ground.
After the first group of outside supporters appeared, the people behind Kong Weishan started to panic.
They didn't know what was happening or why it was happening, they could only gather together like a school of fish in the sea, hoping to avoid ferocious predators.
Their huge banner had long been snatched away and torn apart by the people on the other side.
The arrogant Kong Weishan could do nothing but retreat. He could only stare blankly ahead and occasionally look left and right.
He didn't understand why he had such a great response in Kongcheng and such a large number of followers on the discussion list, but the number of people on the opposite side was increasing.
Why are our own people constantly shouting on the discussion board and in Kongcheng, but no one is joining our team
Ever since Yan Yukong said that, no new person has joined Kong Weishan's team.
Kong Weishan couldn't understand.
What about the Saints' Family
What about Confucius’ disciples
What about the Confucians and the miscellaneous people
What are they all doing!
Kong Weishan’s heart was roaring and shouting.
No one answered him.
When the number of supporters at the foot of Daofeng Mountain exceeded 300 million, the increase in numbers began to slow down, but it was just a slowdown, and the total number was still increasing.
Three hundred million people gathered together, like the sea, like mountains, like clouds and like rain.
The space in Kong Weishan's team was further compressed, and they were huddled together like a group of bullied young wives.
Yan Yukong looked at Kong Weishan in front of him.
"You want more people than me?" Yan Yukong asked slowly.
Kong Weishan said angrily: "You actually colluded with the dragon clan, you are cheating!"
"Be careful with your words." Ao Qingyue stared at Kong Weishan coldly.
Kong Weishan quickly shut up and said angrily: "Right is in the hands of only a few people. No matter how many of you there are, you cannot represent all the saints! Don't be arrogant, the saints will save us! The saints will send people to help us soon. You have numbers but you are vulnerable!"
"Weishan..." An old voice sounded among the crowd and spread across the sky.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large group of elderly people in purple robes pushing through the crowd and slowly walking towards Kong Weishan and the others.
Having one or two great scholars in the team was nothing, but when hundreds of great scholars gathered together, each holding a whip in their hands and walking forward, each with a gloomy face and murderous intent, they instantly became the focus of the entire city.
Even the combined efforts of 300 million people are not as attractive as these hundreds of purple-robed scholars.
Kong Weishan cried with joy, turned around and said to the people behind him: "Look, it's the Kong family elder! The Kong family elder is here to save us! Not only the Kong family elder, but also the elders of the six sub-saint families are here! And the elders of other families are here too! We are saved!"
Many people in Kong Weishan's team were in tears. It was finally over and their savior had finally arrived.
Being watched in public by more than 300 million humans was terrifying.
I would rather be stared at by the saints than be watched by so many people.
This was a nightmare experience.
Everyone looked at the hundreds of purple-robed scholars and soon saw faces that they were particularly familiar with. However, when they looked closely, they were all a little confused.
Because these great scholars seemed aggressive and angry, but I always felt something was wrong.
The closer the two sides got, the more confused they became.
Seeing that the two sides were about to meet, Kong family patriarch Kong Yingshi looked at Kong Weishan with gritted teeth.
"Weishan... Even now, you refuse to repent! Not only did you disobey the Holy Judgement, you also took advantage of the power of others and used the Kong Family's name to collude with the main family and bribe the useless people from the other families, just to avenge your father's punishment by the Kong Family! You, for your own selfish reasons, have ruined the reputation of the Kong Family, the reputation of all the holy families, and the future of hundreds of thousands of scholars! You have committed many evil deeds and your crimes are unforgivable!"
Kong Weishan and everyone behind him stood there in a daze, looking at Kong Weishan in disbelief as he continued to approach.
Everything in front of their eyes was blurry, their minds were blank, their eyes were dazed, and they even unconsciously turned their heads slightly, as if to confirm whether they still had the ability to think.
How is this going
Aren’t the top leaders of various families secretly supporting me
How come it suddenly became that I was wrong
Is this Fang Yun’s illusion
Kong Yingshi walked up to Kong Weishan, raised the whip high, and shouted: "Beast, kneel down!"
The powerful pressure from the great scholar rushed forward like a wave. Kong Weishan was just a Hanlin, and like a weed in the wind, his legs went weak and his knees hit the ground heavily.
The pain in his knee woke Kong Weishan up. He stood up suddenly and wanted to ask for clarification, but Kong Yingshi whipped him on the head.
Snap… Snap…
Whip after whip fell on Kong Weishan's body, and a few whips even hit his most vulnerable head, leaving streaks of blood in his black hair.
Kong Weishan was in unbearable pain and did not bother to ask for clarification. He quickly protected his head and face with his hands and shouted, "What did I do wrong? Who dares to hit me without the official document from the Kong Family Criminal Court? Stop! I am the descendant of Confucius, I am a Hanlin of the human race, you can't hit me! I am a scholar..."