459 True or False (1/2)

It was fire! Blood was its fuel! In a flash, the 'nature disturbance' hidden in the seeds was released. They began to wantonly construct music theory and modify Ye Qingxuan's body. All flesh and blood were turned into the fuel of the flame until the Ye Qingxuan was burnt out from the inside to ashes.

It was Over Burning Ashes!

The movement of Saint Tchaikovsky was the most vicious killing method of Abstinence with the least traces. It planted the music theory's seed in the enemy's body when passing by. The seed lived in the enemy's body to bear fruit. It ignited fire in the sound of heart, used blood as firewood, and burned the enemy into ashes from the inside. But it did not disturb anything else. All that would remain in the end were a complete set of clothes and hot ashes on the ground.

Ye Qingxuan knew this very well. From the beginning, Ye Qingxuan had been watching this happening but he couldn't stop it. Nature disturbance was the core skill of Abstinence School. For so long, he had thought he had mastered it at its best—igniting fire on stone or turning iron into a stream was as easy as turning his hand over. But now, he was defeated by the same nature disturbance. The enemy's attainments in Abstinence were several times his own!

In just a few seconds, the two sides had started warring fiercely on attainments of Abstinence. Music theory intrusion, field protection, nature disturbance and fine control… As a result, Ye Qingxuan was totally defeated.

The other's seed of destruction penetrated his shield like a parasite in his music theory. It blossomed and ignited flames… It had reached the summit!

Ye Qingxuan could only defend passively and repress forcibly. He couldn't fight back. Every move was controlled by the other. Within a few short snaps, six counterattacks were put out before they were conceived completely.

Fortunately…Ye Qingxuan clenched his teeth and reached to his heart. A blazing glow of fire was yanked from his chest and fell on the ground, burning vigorously on the corpse.

If others did this, their bodies would be burnt out in seconds and the heart would completely turn into ashes. But Ye Qingxuan had no scruples. His heart had been sublimated with the Philosopher's Stone and entered into the aether world in advance.

At this moment, what was beating in his chest was just an illusion. Even if it was ignited, it would have no fuel. Even so, Ye Qingxuan still felt dizzy and became drowsy. If there was any delay, he would probably have been boiled to death by his own blood!

It took only a few seconds from the beginning to now.

Before he could react, he realized that his defense had been shattered. The purple-eyed griffin just waved and metallic scrapes spread like a blade. The violent music theory contained in the sound destroyed layers of barriers.

It was more than just sound...

In that shrill sound, there was a mournful whistle!

It was the sound of blade breaking through the air.

It was a dagger!

How could it be a dagger?!

When the purple-eyed griffin waved his hand, a knife with dark blade slid out of his sleeve and stabbed at Ye Qingxuan. The purple-eyed griffin moved smoothly and skillfully. He didn't look like a musician at all but like a warrior who had killed countless people. That knife moved incredibly fast like an arrow projected from a steel machinery crossbow. Its dark blade was hidden in the night, flying a strange arc and attacking from his right. If not for the refraction of the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan might not even know why he had died! Even so, the knife was already in his sight when he realized.

For a short moment, a continual muffled sound rang out. That was the sound of strings from the void being cut. At the last moment, a black iron cane popped up from Ye Qingxuan's hand again and blocked before him.

Boom! Steel collided, sparks projected, and the mournful sound rang.

Ye Qingxuan was forced back by that vigorous power and slid back several meters. His face twitched slightly. He was not frightened but angry. He felt so wronged.

When had he ever fought in such a sullen way?

The other had taken the lead since the very beginning. He had to follow the other's rhythm and spend all his strength in coping. He had no time to change tactics. He had never been in such a humiliating situation since his debut.

With the cane waving in his hands, suddenly there was the sound of the strings projecting in the mist. He thought, You're familiar with Western music theory, right? Let's play another game!

The Heaven Ladder was unfolded!

He pounded the cane and music rang. Endless water vapor seemed to converge from all directions into the mist, agitated and restless. In the fog, thunder brewed an. The storm was set off.

In a flash, the storm rolled the water vapor, forming a huge vortex and absorbing more and more water vapor in. Finally, a dark iron cloud was formed. Mournful lightning projected out of it. Lighting and storms burst forward. Then, rain poured down and lightning streaked out of the iron cloud.