650 I’m Just Gonna Rub Against I (1/2)

After observing and inferring for days on end, the masters exchanged their opinions and reached a unanimous conclusion. After having its source of essence taken away centuries ago, the catastrophe was already about to be born completely.

In at most a month and at least a week, it would reappear.

And it would at least be of abomination level.

Due to the special location of the Ultimate and the influence of the Holy Cauldron, it would be most unlikely for the catastrophe that would be born to have no consciousness like catastrophes of the phenomenal level.

Under the intervention of the various kings of the first generation, humanoid catastrophes that possessed self-consciousness like the Three Wise Men would not appear either, and the catastrophe definitely would not exist in a corporeal form like the four living creatures.

Its nature would be more inclined towards that of the Three Pillar God.

However, under the Sacred City's guidance which had been preset centuries ago, once it was smoothly born, it would most likely become an artifact that could directly interfere with the Originator, like the Holy Cauldron.

The fact that it had also been cultivated by the Ultimate would link it with the Holy Cauldron even more inextricably.

For other musicians, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them to obtain power and strengthening.

But Ye Qingxuan had a hunch that was getting stronger and stronger in his heart.

— Perhaps it was really the most suitable place for him to advance to the Level of Scepter.

Maybe the mysterious power known as destiny was really arranging the happenings in the world. He only realized that he and the Ultimate were inextricably linked when he pondered carefully.

Ye Lanzhou was cast into the Ultimate back then and was imprisoned for more than ten years in the eternal silence of the Ultimate. The quiet moon that he resonated also echoed faintly with the Ultimate. Moreover, the music theory of the Wyrmrest enchantment was directly derived from the phenomenon formed when the Ultimate extracted the power of the Originator.

It was precisely because of it that he could still deeply detect the slightest change in the depths of the Ultimate even though he had fallen to the Level of Distortion and his Symphony of Predestination was no longer.

Thus, he became more and more convinced of the vague he had in his heart.

He could only attain the Level of Scepter here!

When the catastrophe cultivated in the Ultimate was completely born, the elements it created would rise from the Physical World, pass through the sea of aether, form a tide of aether which would sweep across the world, and finally ascend into the realm of aether, establishing positions of utmost importance.

More importantly, it would result in the production of new changes in the Originator then.

If Ye Qingxuan could truly combine his own Symphony of Predestination with the music theory of the Ultimate and hitch a metaphorical ride with the birth of the catastrophe, attaining the Level of Scepter would be a cinch. He could even grab a share of the new music theory of the catastrophe amid the chaos, just like what the Sacred City had been doing all along.

One could presume that when the 'accountants' of the College of Cardinals of the Church drew up the 'property inventory' and realized that Ye Qingxuan actually had 'shares' in the newly listed 'company', their expressions would definitely be very interesting, no?

Thus, here came Ye Qingxuan's problem.

His goal was to attain the Level of Scepter.

To do so, he would need to become a master first.

To become a master, one must have a Symphony of Predestination.

In the environment of the Ultimate, it was no longer possible for one to rely on external forces. To possess a Symphony of Predestination, he must recreate it by himself and reunite the three types of music theory as one in his own way.

Doing so had its advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage was that one couldn't make an omelette without breaking eggs, and when Ye Qingxuan's Symphony of Predestination was completely recreated, the strong and mighty foundation that had been accumulated originally would probably be even more terrifying. At that time, the immediate attainment of the Level of Scepter was almost a given.

Meanwhile, the downside was even more obvious...

Composing music was not Ye Qingxuan's forte.

To be exact, he knew nothing about it, nothing at all, and failed to grasp the gist of it no matter how much he tried to learn.

All his talents were regarding integration and application, and he completely sucked at the aspect of creation... Moreover, his habits and awareness had already become deep-seated after such a long time, and it would be very difficult to adjust them, unless he started learning everything all over again like an apprentice...

Based on estimates, no matter how fast he was, it would take at least half a year.

After half a year, even the dish of citron daylily would be cold already! [1]

After changing teachers for 20 times, Ye Qingxuan had to admit that he had entered a difficult situation and that it was useless for anyone to teach him.

”I'm at a disadvantage because of the lack of culture!” Ye Qingxuan looked up to the sky and sighed deeply. Toying with the incomplete stone plate in his hand, he couldn't help but want to beat people up.

...

Ten minutes later, all the masters who were resting with their eyes closed were awakened.

After so many days, everyone's psychological endurance had improved by a lot, and they had grown used to seeing Ye Qingxuan bathed in light since a long time ago.

In the corner of the main hall, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes, his head hanging low, and held the broken stone plate in his hands.

Under his sleeves, the black array of the catastrophe resonation extended like a living thing and connected itself to the stone plate. The two were integrated as one.

Then, turbulent waves of music theory burst forth between Ye Qingxuan and the stone plate.

Innumerable tangible strands of music theory emerged from his body, distorting the Physical World. They turned into flames and burned fiercely.

A faint melody seemed to be coming from the broken stone plate, but if one was to listen carefully, one wouldn't be able to catch its trace at all. It seemed to be lingering in a distant place, unwilling to approach.

In the fire of music theory which Ye Qingxuan was located in, illusions continuously emerged amid the changing colors. Under his will, the Physical World, which had been deeply eroded by music theory, was also constantly distorted.

If one was to observe carefully, one would notice that in the flames, even Ye Qingxuan seemed fleeting, as if he was dissolving in the torrent of ether, revealing his true, original appearance.

In the masters' sensing, Ye Qingxuan had disappeared without a trace, and what replaced him were various terrifying imagery.

One example was the bright moon rising from the sea and illuminating the horizon.

One example was the grand temple where brilliant hymns were played, standing majestic and fierce.

One example was the sea abyss of darkness, pulling everything towards it and swallowing them up entirely.

Sometimes it turned into indigo moonlight, freezing everything.