Zither Emperor Chapter 392 Chapter 120 The Spirit in the Black Box Part 2

392: Chapter 120 The Spirit in the Black Box (Part 2) 392: Chapter 120 The Spirit in the Black Box (Part 2) The passage was long, and Ye Yinzhu could not see its end.

After roughly three hundred steps, he discovered that the corridor was narrowing, and the voice calling for him became even clearer.

“e to me, e here, e here…” The deep and eerie voice added a touch of terror to this pitch-dark place.

Unfortunately, Ye Yinzhu had been cultivating the Pure Qinxin since childhood, and his mind was simplistic, without many distractions.

Although he found this place mysterious, his curiosity far outweighed any fear.

Proceeding for about five hundred more steps, Ye Yinzhu suddenly found that the passage abruptly opened up, and he seemed to have stepped into a massive stone chamber from the corridor.

He channeled the Zhu Douqi into the Sword of Nox, and its milky light instantly grew stronger, illuminating the stone chamber.

The chamber was about ten meters high, squarely shaped, with the calling voice permeating the entire space.

The stone walls all around were smooth as mirrors, but when Ye Yinzhu shifted his gaze to the ground, he noticed something unusual.

A gigantic hexagram pattern was carved into the floor of the stone chamber, and within this hexagram, there were many mysterious symbols.

These symbols looked somewhat familiar, and he quickly remembered that they seemed to share the ingenuity of the teleportation magic circles he frequently used.

Could this be a teleportation array too?

Ye Yinzhu’s gaze did not linger on that magic formation for too long because something even more striking in the chamber caught his attention.

Right in the dark center of the hexagram, a black cylindrical monolith stood erect.

The monolith had a diameter of about half a meter and was one and a half meters tall.

Because it was entirely black, Ye Yinzhu hadn’t noticed it before.

Taking a few steps forward and making the light from the Sword of Nox even more intense, Ye Yinzhu could see that atop the black monolith was a rectangular black box.

And, astonishingly, the voice calling to him seemed to be ing from this black box.

What was this?

Ye Yinzhu did not directly touch the black box with his hands, but instead carefully tapped it with the Sword of Nox.

After his experiences on the continent, he was no longer rash.

As soon as the Sword of Nox came into contact with the black box, instantly a spiritual shockwave, akin to a psychic shock, penetrated directly into Ye Yinzhu’s mind.

“Let me out, and you will receive great benefits, let me out, please let me out,” the nearly hysterical soul fluctuation shook Ye Yinzhu’s brain, and he felt his vision go dark from the intense psychic shocks.

With a trace of consciousness, Ye Yinzhu barely managed to slap his right hand with his left, knocking the Sword of Nox away from the black box.

Boom—, all illusions and voices disappeared at once, and the Spirit of the Sea returned to calm.

But that momentary contact caused a great upheaval in Ye Yinzhu’s mind.

Such terrifying spiritual power; as a Divine Music Master, although he had not yet reached Zi rank, his spiritual strength was certainly not much inferior to that of a Zi rank Mage.

Especially since cultivating Pure Qinxin had made his spiritual power very stable.

Yet, the spiritual power emanating from the black box left Ye Yinzhu utterly defenseless.

He wanted me to release him, which means opening this black box?

What exactly is this thing?

In terms of the spiritual level, even the strongest opponent Ye Yinzhu had encountered, the Giant Divine Dragon Nox, seemed to be no match for the soul fluctuation inside the black box.

It was clear that this place was a seal, containing something within the black box.

Could it be, was that a spirit?

Ye Yinzhu felt a chill running down his spine, and cold sweat had soaked through his clothes.

No, I mustn’t let him out.

If it was able to emit such a massive soul fluctuation even when sealed, once the seal was broken, such a powerful spirit was not something he could contend with.

posing himself, Ye Yinzhu looked again at the black box.

Perhaps because the Sword of Nox had acted as a bridge and triggered the soul fluctuation within the black box, the voice calling out to him in the air had bee more intense, almost impatient.

It was clearly imprudent to release him, but Ye Yinzhu felt reluctant to leave empty-handed.

It was impossible to guess what exactly was sealed in the black box, so what should he do?

After much deliberation, Ye Yinzhu made a bold decision.

This time, he didn’t use the Sword of Nox but instead directed Green Silk toward the black box.

From his recent contact, Ye Yinzhu clearly sensed that the spiritual fluctuations emanating from the black box contained an immense dark aura.

The Sword of Nox, forged from the horn of the Giant Divine Dragon Nox, didn’t have special defense abilities against dark energy.

Green Silk, on the other hand, was different.

With its vast life essence, Green Silk was the nemesis of any magical product of the Dark Demon Sect.

Using it as a bridge for interaction, the spiritual fluctuations from the other side would find it much harder to harm him.

Upon contact with the black box, Green Silk seemed to be sucked onto it, and a powerful wave of spiritual fluctuation came forth again.

However, whether it was because of Green Silk’s influence or the weakening of the spiritual energy inside the box, this time he didn’t experience the same strong impact as before, and an almost pleading voice arose in Ye Yinzhu’s Spirit of the Sea.

“Please let me out.

I can agree to any condition you propose.

I can help you bee a powerful individual.

Just let me out,” the voice from the black box was filled with a woeful tone, even including a considerable amount of temptation.

“Who are you?” With his mind prepared, Ye Yinzhu steadied his spirit and tentatively began to municate with the soul within the black box.

“Young man, let me out.

Believe me, I will not harm you.

I’ve long since lost my physical form, and finally, someone has found this place.

You are my last hope.

Please release me, and I’ll tell you everything.

municating through this Demon God Seal is greatly harming my soul.”

Ye Yinzhu said with a heavy voice, “You refuse to tell me who you are.

How can I trust you?

Your soul power is so strong that even without a physical body, destroying me would not be a difficult task.

If I’m not mistaken, in your lifetime, you must have been a practicer of Dark Demon Magic, and the ultimate secret of Dark Demon Magic is to forsake one’s own body and cultivate an immortal soul form.

Not only does this render one immune to all physical attacks, but it also increases one’s capability to cast Dark Demon Magic immensely.

Although this is something that exists only in legends, the power of your soul forces me to be cautious.”

The soul in the black box fell silent for a while.

“It seems you do know quite a bit.

Indeed, the ultimate secret of the Dark Demon Magic is to give up the physical self and cultivate into a Witch Soul, but do you know that there are classifications among Witch Souls?

One type is the Black Witch Soul primarily cultivated through Dark Demon Magic, and another is the White Witch Soul cultivated through Undead Magic.”

Ye Yinzhu was taken aback.

He had never heard of the classification of Black and White Witch Souls, “Which type of Witch Soul did you cultivate then?”

The soul in the black box sighed, “I cultivated the White Witch Soul, which is the most difficult to achieve.”

Ye Yinzhu exclaimed in shock, “You’re an Undead Mage?” He had heard too many legends about Undead Mages.

Undead Mages, a branch of the Dark Demon Magicians, can also be considered the evil Dark Demon Magicians.

They can summon the corpses of creatures to fight, posing enemies to all of humanity.

According to the legends, Undead Mages are the most evil and terrifying beings.

Once they bee your enemy, unless you injure the Undead Mage’s physical body, their strength increased with each corpse, making it impossible to contend with a powerful Undead Mage, even with an army of a million soldiers.

The Mage’s Guild has clear rules that any found Undead Mage should be executed immediately, one of the highest laws within the Magic Realm.

In the statutes of the Mage’s Guild, Undead Mages are defined as fallen and wicked beings.

“Young man, don’t be afraid just yet.

First, you may have some misunderstandings about Undead Wizards.

I am not the kind of Undead Wizard you think I am,” the soul inside the black box clearly had a pleading tone toward Ye Yinzhu.

Ye Yinzhu asked doubtfully, “Is there a difference with Undead Wizards?”

“Of course, there is a big difference,” the soul in the black box replied.

“The Undead Wizards you know of are those who pursue power with the goal of harming others for their own gain.

They chose such an evil path right as they entered the realm of Dark Demon Magic.

But White Witch Souls like the one I cultivated are the exact opposite.

To put it simply, if one starts as an Undead Wizard, then from the beginning, one harbors an evil heart.

No matter how talented they are, their ultimate goal can only be to bee a Black Witch Soul.

When an evil Undead Wizard reaches the pinnacle of their power, they actually lose the abilities of an Undead Wizard and bee an extremely powerful Dark Demon Magician.

On the other hand, starting from Dark Demon Magic and breaking through at the peak, there’s the possibility to bee a White Witch Soul.

White Witch Souls are the most elite existence among Dark Demon Magicians, known as the God of Darkness, or the Witch God.”

Everything said by the soul within the black box was a pletely new field for Ye Yinzhu.

As he listened, his vigilance lowered slightly, “So, you’re saying you’re from an orthodox branch of Dark Demon Magicians?

Then why are you sealed here?

There’s a saying ‘evil cannot overe good,’ and I just can’t release you based solely on your word.”

“Orthodox?

Bullshit orthodox.” The soul in the black box became visibly unstable, its voice laden with bitterness.

“You say evil cannot overe good, right?

Then, I ask you, what is evil, and what is good?

What criteria even exist to judge them?” (To be continued, if you wish to find out what happens next, please visit .

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