"Articulate and profound, words become laws!"
"Another Confucian divine ability!"
Before him lay the void, yet Arthur found himself utterly unable to move. At that moment, he cursed inwardly, "Confucian divine abilities are so infuriating!"
In the past, when the Bright Clan dominated the Six Realms, he had never cared about Confucianism. In his heart, Confucianism was merely a decaying path; only light was the eternal way. Now, bound by a Confucian divine ability, he suddenly realized just how outrageous the use of Confucianism in controlling the Rules was!
Poetry and literature, music and chess, painting and calligraphy—all could manipulate Rule Power!
How could one possibly contend with that?
"Reflecting shadows creates three figures."
Arthur heard Gu Lan recite the next line, and then beside Gu Lan's true form, under the ethereal moonlight, another figure appeared.
"The bright moon accompanies fine wine!"