656 I Do It Often (2/2)

Bang!

A loud noise abruptly burst forth.

The saint's music theory which represented the Holy Cauldron clashed with the Poisonous Black Branch representing the very nature of the abyss.

At the moment, it was silent and devoid of all noise except for the sound of everyone drawing a deep breath.

Having witnessed firsthand the scene that would qualify Ye Qingxuan as the best seeker of self-destruction in history with their own eyes, the masters almost turned green with shock, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. If it hadn't been for their lives and valued possessions all being in Ye Qingxuan's hands at the moment, thus putting them in the same boat with him, almost all of them would have cut their stick and run away.

”Worry not.” Ye Qingxuan turned back with ease and smiled at them. ”I do it often.”

Before he finished his words, a loud bang burst forth.

Boom!

A terrifying light flowed from her seven orifices, as if an infinite amount of light was brewing up in her aged body, shining through all darkness and purifying all evil and filth.

Everyone's eyelids twitched wildly, and they subconsciously lay down on the ground, waiting for the sweeping impact of the music theory that would follow.

Undesignedly, in their hearts, they all felt unparalleled despondence and regret.

Self-destruction!

It is really an act of self-destruction!

If they had known that Ye Qingxuan was so prone to self destruction, they would have cut their own throats in the Ultimate as early as possible, saving themselves from the trouble of withstanding the torture that would follow.

When the gift of the Holy Cauldron and the plant of the abyss were put together in one place, and the duo that were as incompatible as water and fire clashed with each other, the positive and negative aspects definitely wouldn't cancel each other out, but would only bring destruction and disasters instead.

Then, the turbulent music theory would directly tear the entire hall into pieces. The Symphonies of Predestination of all the musicians within three blocks from it would fall apart, blood would flow out of their seven orifices, and they would fall dead on the streets.

As for what would happen next, it wouldn't be a matter of their concern.

They would have already died by that time anyway.

But after lying on the ground and staring at the saint for a long time, the expected destruction did not come. They looked up and only saw Ye Qingxuan's pleasant smile, his face faintly illuminated by the cold moonlight.

Moonlight burst forth from his fingertips.

At the moment, in the masters' sensing, Schubert's scepter had collapsed and condensed into a point, opposing the Poisonous Black Branch. Upon sensing the other party, the two sides immediately erupted in a series of chain reactions at the very first instant. Without even requiring any operation, each side gathered all its power on its own and rushed towards each other.

It was the conflict engraved in the very core of the music theories of the Holy Cauldron and the abyss. One could expect that in the next moment, all the power of Schubert and the Poisonous Black Branch would erupt and stir up a tragic and fierce fight, sparing no effort.

Then, bearing the brunt of it, the old nun would evaporate in an instant. Ye Qingxuan would be in a slightly better position, and he would be turned into ashes after one-hundredth of the blink of an eye had elapsed. Next, the masters would turn into ground meat in the brutal ravage of the aftermath. A horrifying column of light would rise into the sky, tearing the ceiling of the ruined hall apart. Finally, the torrential rain of destruction would fall from the sky...

But time seemed to have stopped here.

It stopped in Ye Qingxuan's hands.

For others, the situation was like a dead knot that had no solutions, but for a bold creature like Ye Qingxuan... He had plenty of experience! With the experience of using the music theory of the Holy Cauldron and that of Hyakume to control the quiet moon, it was simply a breeze for him to regulate such opposing forces.

The eruption and impact from both sides provided Ye Qingxuan with the best way to intervene instead.

And at the very moment, a slender stream of moonlight emerged from his fingertips.

The moonlight of pure light was like condensed frost. It was so dim and thin that it seemed negligibly small, just like a speck of dust, as compared to the terrifying magnitude of both sides. But it was precisely the speck of dust that had fallen into the space between the two that brought an incredible miracle.

In an instant, the conflict was smoothed over.

The great disturbance that had almost arrived was eliminated prior to it being born, before the ray of moonlight.