Chapter 312 - The Fuxi Zithers Invincible Might (1/2)
Everyone in the square stared at each other in shock because all of them knew perfectly well that no one could fight against the ancient divine item. “Bravo!” The Ling Family members, Wan Gufeng, and others could not help shouting in their hearts. They thought, “This time, Xiao Chen is dead!”
Murong Xian’er stamped her feet anxiously. “A hero never wins by the magic weapon! What a coward! Zuoqiu family members are all cowards!”
Seeing that their master was at the moment of life and death, Qingluan and Ziyun’er, who were next to Murong Xian’er, immediately turned into two rays of light after exchanging a look with each other. Then, the green light and the purple light rushed up to the Floating Platform. But just when they were in midair, two beams of golden light came at them out of the blue from east, followed by Situ Bei’s cold voice. “The two of them are in the middle of the battle. How can others meddle in it?”
His Mystic Power hit the two sisters, and after spitting a mouthful of blood, they fell towards the earth at the same time. Swiftly, ten people on the ground caught them. In a hurry, Qingluan told them, “Hurry up to rescue our master!”
Regardless of their danger, the other ten people in “Hidden Fragrance Wafting Under the Moon” rushed up to the Floating Platform one after another. At the eastern end of the high platform, Situ Bei snorted coldly and swung forth his palm. The earth-shaking palm strength that came from a Nirvana Realm expert was never something ordinary. It hit right at the ten people, and they fell one by one.
On the Floating Platform, Zuoqiu Yang’s face looked more and more twisted and hideous. He showed a reptilian grin. “Go to die, Xiao Chen! This world has got me, Zuoqiu Yang. You should not have appeared after me! I am the best among the young generation of Violet Manor! Go to hell, Xiao Chen!”
“Amitabha…”
At this time, someone suddenly chanted the name of Buddha in the square below the Floating Platform. It was Master Xuanji from Wuyin Monastery. With his left hand holding a Buddhist cane and his right palm on his chest, Master Xuanji chanted in a low voice, “People in the world always pay all their greed attention to pursue everything that they desire. What’s more, they take the lust of men as ideals and ambitions. Living long in the three realms, those common people feel as if they were living in burning houses. To everyone, life is suffering, so none of them can get true peace. Those people with desires will indeed suffer, and those people without will be happy. Exactly. Exactly.”
Beside him, Xu Gu put his palms together devoutly and nodded after hearing all of this. “I understood.”
Again, on the Floating Platform, Zuoqiu Yang pressed on towards Xiao Chen step by step. Under the power of the Haotian Tower, Xiao Chen had no defense against it at all. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth. “You have your magic treasure. Do you think that I do not have mine?”
After that, Xiao Chen wielded the two strings of the Fuxi Zither taken from his Divine Vessel. Instantly, the two strings turned into a half-genuine and half-sham Fuxi Zither. Except for the C major string and the C sharp major string, the other parts of the Fuxi Zither were translucent.
However, the zither’s body was full of glistening radiance and complicated engravings. As Xiao Chen’s fingers drew across the C sharp major string, the surroundings changed dramatically all of a sudden. With the overwhelming rays of the sunlight sweeping across, Xiao Chen looked as gorgeous as a god in a moment against the sunlight. At this time, other even dared not to look directly at him.
An ancient divine power enveloped the entire Jade Terrace Mountain with overwhelming momentum. Everyone’s expression changed. “It is the Archean Eon divine zither!”
The three elders on the high platform were also surprised. “The strings of the Fuxi Zither! He has the strings of the Fuxi Zither!” Beyond that, it had never occurred to them that Xiao Chen could give such a great play to the divine power of the Fuxi Zither.
“Only two strings! I do not believe you can overturn your situation by that!” Blue veins standing out under the skin of his face, Zuoqiu Yang suddenly thundered and chanted the spell faster, and then, the Haotian Tower came at Xiao Chen quickly.
“Then, you can give it a shot!”
At this moment, the Fuxi Zither had collected enough divine power. Not only the Floating Platform but also the whole Jade Terrace Mountain started to shake. Many houses and temples that had not been repaired for many years were collapsing. In a flash, smoke and dust spread all over the square. The crowd there clearly felt the coming danger and rushed to withdraw in advance.
With the sound of the zither rang out, all the dust dispersed. Clouds within a radius of 50 kilometers were scattered. A beam of colorful divine light shot up from the Fuxi Zither and went to hit the Haotian Tower. Then, after a tremendous crash, a blazing light ball was rising up in the high sky, which made everyone unable to open their eyes.
The entire Jade Terrace Mountain shook violently like the appearance of an earthquake. Then, there was a sea of fire high in the sky. In the fire, the Haotian Tower actually cracked, and countless broken pieces fell to the ground. Zuoqiu Yang could not believe the scene that was happening in front of him. The scene was like a nightmare to Perfected Immortal Feng Lan, and he was totally dumbfounded.
There were three kinds of true samadhis fire in the Haotian Tower. Now, the true fire was falling, and it would instantly burn everything that touched it to cinders. The fire directly burned some of those cultivators who had no time to escape, and then there was rarely anything left of them.
Seeing such a scene, more than a dozen Elders of the Immortals’ League as well as Sect Leaders and other Elders from each sect, together they propped up a barrier to resist the three kinds of true samadhis fire that kept falling from the high sky. The crowd was quickly evacuated.
In moments, the entire square was empty, lying in ruins. The raging fire kept burning, and the air was full of a burning smell. On the Floating Platform, Xiao Chen whose face turned ghastly pale now pulled the zither string once again, and this time, he targeted at Zuoqiu Yang.
“Since you want me to die, then I cannot let you live!”
Xiao Chen exclaimed. After that, he suddenly loosened the strings, and a colorful light rushed toward the stupefied Zuoqiu Yang. He could not escape, nor could he block it. This moment, Zuoqiu Yang truly felt what it meant to die.