Zither Emperor Chapter 418 Chapter 129 Ziwei Qinxin Part 1_1

418: Chapter 129 Ziwei Qinxin (Part 1)_1 418: Chapter 129 Ziwei Qinxin (Part 1)_1 The zither music began to bee short and forceful, with a clanging sound echoing continuously.

The rhythm grew stronger and more pact, forming a stark contrast to “Ambush” and aptly portraying the sound of weapons clashing, as if spears and swords were colliding on the battlefield, immersing listeners in the imagery of flashing blades and shadowy fights.

With the intensification of the contradiction, both the emotions and the atmosphere hinted that a small skirmish was about to escalate into an all-out war.

The climax of “Ten-Sided Ambush” was finally upon us.

Acpanied by the powerful clang of the zither, the magic elements erupting from the Cascade Pearl Beads Zither began to change from dark yellow to light purple.

Not only was Ye Yinzhu’s zither magic undergoing changes, but the Zi Zhu Douqi within his body was also vibrating at the same frequency as the zither music.

The main reason Nina had told Ye Yinzhu that it was difficult to achieve a powerful state when practicing both magic and martial skills was the Magic Martial Limit.

At the beginning of cultivation, because one has both magical and martial abilities, one is inevitably superior to single-discipline cultivators of the same level.

However, even the most talented could not avoid the obstacle of the Magic Martial Limit.

This so-called Magic Martial Limit is the Zi rank; once a magic martial cultivator improves any ability to the Zi rank, they will encounter immense obstacles – a bottleneck that is several times more difficult to break through than for those who cultivate in a single discipline.

Ye Yinzhu was lucky.

With Marshall Xi Duofu’s external assistance, his Zhu Douqi was temporarily elevated to the Zi rank and was supposed to return to its original realm.

However, the massive amount of elemental energy he absorbed in the underground of the Dark Tower had truly advanced him to the Zi rank Realm, which not only improved his strength but also cleverly helped him break through the barrier of the Magic Martial Limit, making him a true Zi rank Powerhouse.

Once one breakthrough occurred, another single breakthrough naturally became much simpler.

At this moment, Ye Yinzhu was not only breaking through the Ziwei Qinxin; his magic and martial skills were also genuinely merging.

Killing intent, a crazy killing intent spread within his heart, and in Ye Yinzhu’s black eyes, there was now an additional layer of blood-red halo.

The short and forceful clanging sound instantly rose to another level.

“Sweep”, “Rolling Play”, and “Wheel Play”, the three major techniques of the Zither Sect alternated in use.

The rhythm of the zither music brought about an unprecedented rich and varied depiction, vividly portraying the grandiose battle scene.

Mixed in with those magnificent tunes was also a touch of desolation.

The zither music changed again, with various techniques such as “Pushing and Pulling the Strings,” “Drawing,” “Flicking with Fingers,” “Long Roll,” and “Long Wheel” appearing one after another on Ye Yinzhu’s fingers, swift as light and shadow.

The zither music turned into a battle cry, as if he were in the midst of a charge with “a million valiant troops and iron cavalry sweeping across.” The craziness was escalating, and “Ten-Sided Ambush” had reached its climactic peak.

A sly smile leaked from the corners of his mouth, and a cold chill began to spread stealthily; Ye Yinzhu’s black eyes were no longer clear but had pletely turned into a profound and icy coldness.

Killing intent was crystal clear as one after another, nearly mad, purple Sound Blades continuously shot out from his fingers, with violent roars echoing through the air.

At this moment, he had reached the critical moment of his final breakthrough.

Hundreds of Ice Bears had already killed each other in a frenzy, left dead or wounded in droves.

Just as the “Ten-Sided Ambush” reached its peak, the real sound of slaughter pierced their hearts.

The strongest surviving Ice Bears collapsed one after another, spewing blood from their mouths—their hearts, unable to withstand the tremendous pressure, finally collapsed pletely.

“Young man, do not indulge any longer.

Harboring the intent to kill is inevitable, but engaging in slaughter is unacceptable.

Awake from your madness.

Only by breaking and then establishing can you discover the true essence of this miraculous magic.”

The aged voice rang out without warning in the deepest part of Ye Yinzhu’s spirit, and a stream of cold air instantly spread from his right middle finger to the depths of his brain.

Acpanied by that cool breath’s penetration, all the killing intent seemed to find an outlet and burst forth instantly.

A cloud of purple mist filled with killing intent spread out, and amid the loud boom, the ice house beneath Ye Yinzhu turned pletely into powder.

Silence, whether it was because of the “Ten-Sided Ambush” or not, the biting cold wind and the heavy snow over the ice field faded away without a sound.

The surroundings fell into utter silence.

There stood the Death God’s Five Hundred Warriors, each standing in a neat circle, encircling two people sitting in the center, a man and a woman, a zither and a guzheng.

Both of them had their eyes tightly closed, and the guzheng player’s chest had already been stained red with blood.

The eyes of the Death God’s Five Hundred Warriors were all tinged with a sinister red light, which, although it was slowly fading, left a seed of slaughter deep within their hearts.

As the zither playing continued to the end, Ye Yinzhu himself had already forgotten to control it, so the climax of “Ten-Sided Ambush” also invaded the depths of the Death God’s Five Hundred Warriors’ hearts.

If it had not been for the interruption of the zither music right before the end, it would not have only been the Ice Bears that ended up killing each other.

Of course, the ability of the Death God Soldiers and Mages to hold on was closely related to the continuously played “Cultivation Source Calm Mind Song.” For the sake of helping Ye Yinzhu protect everyone, Haiyang paid a heavy price.

Her entire Magic Power, while opposing “Ambush from Ten Sides,” was drained in the process of playing the “Cultivation Source Calm Mind Song,” and her own Spiritual Imprint also suffered severe shocks.

Fortunately, the zither music was not directed at her; otherwise, she would have ceased to exist by now.

When Ye Yinzhu opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Haiyang beside him.

The gradually fading fresh red on the chest of the Moon God’s Robes was starkly apparent—that was the self-cleansing function of the Moon God’s Robes.

When Ye Yinzhu opened his eyes, the surrounding Death God Soldiers, especially the Mages, shook slightly.

They all felt a unique Spiritual Fluctuation that briefly stimulated their brains.

Ye Yinzhu’s eyes sparkled with a crystalline purple light, and the icy radiance was hard to bear.

“Haiyang,” Ye Yinzhu exclaimed, already fully awakened from the slaughter.

His mind was incredibly steadfast, as he had cultivated the Pure Qinxin since childhood.

Even without that ancient voice’s reminder, he would have e around on his own after a while since “Ambush from Ten Sides” finished.

Suddenly seeing Haiyang with her eyes tightly closed, Ye Yinzhu immediately realized something was wrong.

Recalling everything he had done earlier, he was shocked.

Quickly moving to her side, he placed his hands on her back and carefully probed her condition.

After a long while, Ye Yinzhu finally let out a sigh of relief.

Although Haiyang’s body was pletely drained of magic power, and her meridians had also been greatly shaken, at least her life was not in danger.

Ye Yinzhu couldn’t help but curse himself internally—how could he have overlooked the damage his zither music could do to his own people in such a situation?

If it weren’t for Haiyang, if it weren’t for that sudden voice’s reminder, it might have been too late for regrets.

With no other choice, Ye Yinzhu directly put Haiyang into the Life Storage Gem; she needed to rest.

She could no longer assist him in the battle of the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons.

The red glow in the Death God Soldiers’ eyes had pletely retracted.

They awoke as if from a dream, each making different noises and gradually regaining consciousness amidst low exclamations of surprise.

Soon, some of them noticed the circle of Ice Bears’ corpses in the distance.

The blood-stained snow was all too obvious.

“Yin Zhu, what on earth happened?” Oliveira, with the strongest Douqi among them, was the first to react.

Ye Yinzhu stood up and calmly explained, “I just used zither music to eliminate the Ice Bears.

My own lack of strength meant the music wasn’t pletely under control, affecting everyone.

Thankfully, Haiyang used the Peiyuan Calm Heart Melody to help you withstand the zither’s assault.

Her magic power was exhausted, so I placed her in the Life Storage Gem to rest.”

By now, Ye Hongyan had also fully e around.

Although his strength was slightly inferior to Oliveira’s, his observational skills were even sharper.

He quickly noticed the change in Ye Yinzhu.

On the surface, he seemed the same Ye Yinzhu, but his eyes were now so profound, it was as if he had matured in such a short time.

Moreover, his presence was now unfathomable, and the aura he emitted was deep and inprehensible.

Even Ye Yinzhu himself hadn’t noticed that his body had pletely turned purple.

The Brave Qinxin Sword had been elevated to Ziwei Qinxin, his Zhu Douqi had pletely stabilized and had formed a special fusion with the Ziwei Qinxin, creating a match in rhythm.

His Spirit of the Sea, too, had turned into a purple sea.

…

Burna Mountain Range.

A plume of purple mist spread from Zi’s body.

As the powerful Emperor Zi opened his eyes from cultivation, his usually calm gaze was filled with astonishment.

Looking down at the gradually appearing magic patterns on his Amethyst Body, Zi said in astonishment, “Yin Zhu, what have you done?

Why has your strength increased so dramatically again?

I thought a contract of equal life would benefit you more, allowing you to borrow some of my power.

But now it seems I’ve gained a huge benefit from you.

Such a strong killing intent, Yin Zhu, is it the slaughter that has allowed you to advance again?”

A deep concern appeared in the depths of Zi’s eyes; advancing too quickly might not be a good thing.

…

Ye Yinzhu was now filled with strength.

Not only had he fully recovered from the energy drain of the previous environmental changes, but his power had also reached a realm unclear even to himself.

His body felt more robust; whether it was Douqi or magic power, as soon as he thought of them, they would appear perfectly without the need for deliberate activation.

His skin seemed to have bee fairer, yet a faint purple halo circulated on its surface.

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