Zither Emperor Chapter 435 Chapter 134 The Ultimate Ranking Battle Part 2

435: Chapter 134: The Ultimate Ranking Battle (Part 2) 435: Chapter 134: The Ultimate Ranking Battle (Part 2) “In fact, you were the one who was careless.

Facing a powerful opponent like you, how could I engage in futile acts?

You should have realized, you already told me you were immune to my Zither Magic, so why would I still insist on playing that piece?

It wasn’t to attack you but to find out where you were.”

Black Phoenix said in surprise, “You could find my position?

Does your zither music have such a capability?

I wasn’t aware of that.” As she spoke, the huge black wings behind her had quietly vanished, and this time, the back side of her body was perfectly pressed against Ye Yinzhu’s.

A faint blush quietly crept over her somewhat pale face, and her voice became a few degrees more delicate.

Ye Yinzhu smiled faintly, “Indeed, the zither music itself can’t find your position.

But, it can calm my heart pletely, allowing me to bee one with this Domain of the Giant Trees.

The piece I am playing is called ‘All Woods in Spring,’ and here, this piece is undoubtedly the most suitable for the present environment.

Once my heart is immersed in the zither music and in this environment, anything out of place is naturally perceived by my heart.

Your strength is indeed formidable, and your speed is something I couldn’t match.

However, when I merge with the entire Domain of the Giant Trees, your opponent is not only me but the bination of me and this domain.

Therefore, when you attacked again, I had already calculated the direction and method of your attack, allowing me to strike first in anticipation.

Your speed may be faster than mine, but since I already knew what you were going to do, I could naturally weave a great net with Green Silk, waiting for you, the beautiful phoenix, to fall into the trap.

So, you lost.

You lost to me and the Domain of the Giant Trees.” Actually, he didn’t know that his ability to merge with the environment was mainly because he had reached the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man; otherwise, even if the zither music fitted the environment, he would not have been able to detect the presence of Black Phoenix.

Quietly listening to Ye Yinzhu, Black Phoenix’s eyes showed a sudden realization, “I see.

I thought you were hiding your true capability, that your speed was faster than mine.

It never occurred to me that you could bee one with the environment.

I lost.

Losing to you, actually, doesn’t surprise me.

After all, the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking has limited a lot of your abilities.

I will leave now, and perhaps, in this lifetime, we will never see each other again.

You managed to defeat me, which means you have the ability to protect yourself, and I can leave without worry.

Goodbye, Ye Yinzhu.”

“Why can’t we meet again?” Ye Yinzhu asked, surprised.

Subconsciously, he tightened his embrace around Black Phoenix, suddenly realizing that he was actually very afraid of losing her and never wanted to lose her.

But at that moment, Black Phoenix had already uttered the two words to leave the battlefield.

Her body, perfectly nestled in Ye Yinzhu’s arms, was gradually being ghostly, the solidity turning into nothingness, and a strong sense of loss suddenly surged in Ye Yinzhu’s heart.

Just before Black Phoenix disappeared, she suddenly turned to look at Ye Yinzhu, and before he could react, her somewhat pale lips lightly kissed his.

The touch was cool.

Her lips were moist, with a faint salty taste.

Ye Yinzhu clearly saw that just before she vanished, tears had already filled her exceptionally beautiful face.

His arms emptied, and she cried.

Why did she cry?

Although he had won the final victory of the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle, at this moment, Ye Yinzhu didn’t feel a trace of joy or excitement.

What filled his heart was more a sense of loss and bewilderment.

Black Phoenix undoubtedly left a deep imprint in his heart, but what pained Ye Yinzhu even more was the loss of the Death God’s 500 Warriors.

The 500 had bee merely 300, having lost almost all their mages—two hundred lives, just like that, gone.

His heart ached profoundly.

The fresh air of the Domain of the Giant Trees did nothing to alleviate his mood.

Taking advantage of this final moment, Ye Yinzhu collected the corpses of the two dead Black Dragons into the Sumeru Divine Ring.

When he had finished, everything around him began to warp, with faint shadows flickering, each swirl of light making the surrounding space a bit more ethereal.

As all that turned into streaks of light shooting skywards, converging like fireworks, the Domain of the Giant Trees disappeared.

The fabricated environment had pletely vanished, and Ye Yinzhu found himself on the mountaintop that had been cut in half.

It was evening by now, the slanting rays of the setting sun adding a touch of desolation to the mountaintop.

Seven streaks of light landed almost simultaneously in front of Ye Yinzhu.

They were the controllers of Faran, the masters of Faran’s Seven Towers.

Observing Ye Yinzhu, the expressions of the Seven Tower Masters were calm, at least on the surface.

Tower Master Aubrey of the Tower of Light stepped forward, stopped in front of Ye Yinzhu, and looked deeply at him, “Congratulations, representative of Silver Dragon City and the Milan Empire.

As the final victor of the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle, you have maintained the first place for the Milan Empire and Silver Dragon City on the Continent.

Your panions are waiting for you down the mountain.

You will have the right to choose two items first from the fourteen Divine Artifacts, and receive my Augustus’ sword.”

Tower Master Aubrey had a faint smile on his face, but for some reason, Ye Yinzhu felt no fondness for the Seven Tower Masters of Faran before him.

It was they who had engineered this senseless battle, and because of it, the Death God’s 500 had bee three hundred.

With indifference, Ye Yinzhu nodded slightly, and sprang into the air.

Under the boost of the Zi Zhu Douqi, he flew rapidly down the mountain.

Tower Master Aubrey watched as Ye Yinzhu disappeared into the distance and sighed lightly, “This young man has a limitless future.

Originally we thought that Landias would emerge victorious in the end.

Who would have known that he would turn the tide against all odds.

It’s a pity, really a pity that such talent does not e from Faran.”

Master of the Dark Tower, Slone said coldly, “If I’m not mistaken, he must be the disciple of Qin Shang who had practiced in the Spirit Tower.

Although I don’t believe even Qin Shang could have taught a Divine Music Master to such a level, there’s no one on the Continent stronger than him now.

It seems the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans have finally produced a decent talent.”

If Ye Yinzhu were still here, he would be greatly surprised by Slone’s words.

The Seven Tower Lords of Faran’s Seven Towers actually knew about the existence of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.

Aubrey smiled indifferently and said, “I just hope he bees even stronger.

So young and already cultivated to the Zi rank on his own, I think highly of him.

If he encounters some opportunities, maybe his achievements will even surpass ours in the future.

Slone, don’t overthink it.

I also did not expect that your disciple, the Dark Saintess, would actually lose the petition.”

Slone snorted coldly, “The Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle has ended.

There probably won’t be another one on the Continent.

What does it matter if the petition is lost?

How long can the Milan Empire maintain its position as the first?

Faran is in isolation, and I would like to see how much trouble the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans can stir up, whether they can have the powerful force of their ancestors to turn the tide.

The situation on the Continent is about to change.

Let’s just watch from the sidelines.”

MacMillan, Master of the Spirit Tower, frowned and said, “Slone, your attitude seems a bit off.

Don’t forget the true purpose of Faran’s Seven Towers.

Although we do not wish to see war on the Continent, for the sake of maintaining the seal and the future of Humans, all of this is inevitable.

You are too obsessed; I can feel the violence in your emotions.

Even though you practice Dark Demon Magic, such emotions should be avoided.

Alright, we should head back now.”

Tower Master Aubrey sighed lightly, “Since this is the last Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle, let’s leave some memories for this battlefield.

Severed peaks, broken cliffs, a Broken Blade of three thousand feet.

Why not call this place Broken Blade End of World?”

As he waved his grand hand, bursts of light twinkled, and four huge golden characters appeared on the smooth surface of the mountaintop.

Farland, once again, Ye Yinzhu saw Faran’s Holy City.

But at this moment, his heart was filled with indignation towards Faran.

To maintain their power, they actually used such methods to weaken the strength of the nations on the Continent.

Such actions were truly despicable.

With a flicker of his form, Ye Yinzhu quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain.

From afar, a resounding dragon chant rose up, and a huge silver figure soared into the sky.

Before Ye Yinzhu could react, the enormous silver figure had already pounced in front of him.

The silver light receded, and two stunningly beautiful women appeared in front of him.

It was Li Sha and Haiyang.

Seeing them, the anger in Ye Yinzhu’s heart was instantly suppressed, “Li Sha, are you alright now?”

Li Sha’s face carried a faint smile as she looked at Ye Yinzhu with a gaze filled with plex emotions, though they were all positive emotions like admiration.

“Yin Zhu, I really didn’t expect you to win.

Our mission is finally plete.

Grandfather will be very happy.

My injuries have been healed by the Light Tower Master.

The wounds of the Death God Soldiers are also mostly healed; you don’t have to worry.”

A pain struck Ye Yinzhu’s heart.

Not worry?

Injuries can be healed, but what about the warriors who have died?

The happiness of the Silver Dragon King Howard had nothing to do with him; the Death God’s 500 Warriors who had died were the greatest pain in his heart.

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