662 What Are You Looking At? (1/2)

Boom! The second roar. The Staff of Fate was revealed in Ye Qingxuan's hands, hitting the ground and causing the wail of the broken shard of the stone plate. The sound of the wail reverberated in this imaginary world, causing countless music theories to tremble.

Honestly, he was already sick of what they were doing. What stupid trial or test. If not for the fact that he still had some respect for all these kings at the beginning, he would already have lost all his patience by now. It was just a Symphony of Predestination after all, right?

The Symphony of Predestination was completed, the music theory was composed, the structure took shape and the operation had been tested without any problems. This should have been enough. But they just had to create all this trouble. And what was the purpose of gathering so many people anyway? A meeting? If they really treated this as a meeting, so be it. But the way they treated Ye Qingxuan's Symphony of Predestination was as if it was some common and worthless item they could find in their own house. One moment, they would decide to give and the next moment, they would change their minds. Based on what?

A bunch of ghosts, that did not even know if their corpses were still around, left behind a couple of obsessions. Now that they had made use of the spirituality of the Ultimate to resurrect themselves, they were fully imposing their wills on others. If they wanted to demonstrate their seniority by scolding a couple of times, it would have been acceptable. Everyone could still play along, where they would exert their authority for a while and Ye Qingxuan would play humble. Everything could have gone on smoothly.

But they were just bent on not giving any face! After nagging for so long, they still expected Ye Qingxuan to contribute to this world. For what! There are so many people in this world, why me of all people? Have I dug the grave of the Pope?

If Ye Qingxuan had the time, he would have written a list of debts owed to him and he would have been able to collect them all the way from the Sacred City to Aurora! Of all the places in the east and west, how many people would dare say that they did not owe anything to Ye Qingxuan? Was anyone unaware that Ye Qingxuan was the Sacred City's role model for values? Or that he was the world's role model for hard work? But because of the words of these few old idiots, he was quickly relegated some kind of a*shole. What a joke.

Any typical musician would have felt powerless to do anything in such a situation but this would not be the case for Ye Qingxuan. He was a reckless person who dared to interfere in the clash between the Holy Caldron and the abyss. From west to east and across the seven seas, he was the only one who would dare to interfere in the matters of many countries. He had no fear nor respect for these traditions. Therefore, without any hesitation, he decided to fall out with them! In any case, this was a projection developed in his consciousness by the Ultimate through aether. In the worst-case scenario, he was prepared to give up on the Symphony of Predestination!

This was probably the first time in their lives that these kings were being scolded so fiercely and unceremoniously. They were so shocked that they were not able to react in time. Soon after, Ye Qingxuan smashed the railing in front of him and walked over towards them from behind the judgment seat while making a rude hand gesture towards the pair of blue ambers in the sky.

”What are you looking at?” Ye Qingxuan stared. ”Preparing to be burnt at the stake?”

This was the last straw for the unlucky camel.

”What arrogance!” The King of the Sun was the first to explode in anger. Behind him, the imperfect outline of the sun appeared as he roared, ”Kneel! Prepare to receive death!”

Boom! Seven pairs of wings of light seemed to spread open on his back. These kings had all received the blessings of the Holy Caldron. Although they were humans, by nature, they had already cast projections in the world of aether, so they could be said to be half God and half human. They were almost catastrophes. They all managed to obtain different powers from the Holy Caldron and the element that the King of the Sun had managed to obtain was Angel of the Sun.

At this moment, the wings of light were a fleeting line that caused countless cracks in the entire illusory land. The Staff of Fate roared and Ye Qingxuan's body was instantaneously shrouded within a terrible light. It was as if he had been thrown into the sun, and at the command of the king, the sun had descended.