Zither Emperor Chapter 489 Chapter 152 Six Paths Six Battles Part 1

489: Chapter 152 Six Paths Six Battles (Part 1) 489: Chapter 152 Six Paths Six Battles (Part 1) Sixteen true giant dragons acpanied Marshal Martin, their presence imposing.

The moment they appeared, the 300,000-strong army cried out in unison, “Milan—, Dragon—, Sword—, Amethyst—, Orchid—.”

Rolling waves of shouts rose to the sky, as if even the clouds above were evading them, making the sky appear a deeper blue.

The overwhelming aura of battle and cries reverberated between the Burna Mountain Range behind the Qin City Warriors, their powerful momentum clear for all to see.

Marshal Martin, with decades of renown, was not someone easily dealt with.

Marshal Martin silently watched his seemingly inparable opponents, his heart sighing inwardly.

If this scene were part of the impending war, he had full confidence that he could annihilate these foes with the smallest of casualties.

However, Ye Yinzhu, that young man under twenty, had disrupted his perfectly laid plans with the most extreme and unique method.

The Battle of the Bewitching City, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, this ultimate challenge that hadn’t appeared for hundreds of years was actually proposed by someone not yet twenty years old.

Did he truly believe his shoulders could bear the weight of this ultimate battle?

Regardless, such courage was something not even Martin himself had ever possessed.

When Oliveira reached the Blue rank, Martin had thought his grandson the finest among the young military generation across all the countries of the Ryuzakinus Continent, but now it seemed at least in terms of courage, his grandson was significantly behind this Lord of Qin City.

And what about strength?

If Oliveira were stronger than Ye Yinzhu, then the latter would not be the lead general in the Battle of the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons.

Martin was pondering the current situation, but even at this moment, he had never considered the possibility of losing the Six Paths of Reincarnation challenge.

After all, the challenger was only eighteen years old!

If the entire Northern Legion couldn’t defeat the opposition, it was beyond his imagination.

He was now more concerned with whether the Eastern Dragon Empire would ply if Ye Yinzhu lost.

If he were them, he would never resolve issues in such a way with a young man.

Could it be that these Eastern Dragon Empire folks had gone mad?

No, impossible.

There must be something else at play.

Ye Yinzhu represented Qin City, and if he lost, it was unlikely the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans would be bound by this contract.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Martin looked at the distinctively colored warriors of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans in the distance, already making plans in his heart.

Should he win the Six Paths of Reincarnation, would their stubborn resistance still have any meaning?

Ye Yinzhu finally emerged.

He had no mount and simply walked out from Qin City by himself.

Today, he was not wearing his Divine Source Magic Robe but had fully donned a warrior’s attire.

Dressed in a white martial outfit, his perfectly proportioned figure was pletely outlined—broad shoulders, a solid chest, and a straight, strong back.

His black hair was neatly tied at the back of his head with a black band.

Alongside him walked another figure, who if Ye Yinzhu was the center for Qin City, was his shadow, his solid support.

It was Zi.

Zi’s attire was similarly simple.

Like Yinzhu, he wore a martial suit, only in the purple that the Amethyst Clan favored.

Walking out together with Yin Zhu but deliberately half a step behind, both men’s strides were not fast, yet a careful observation would reveal their steps were equally measured—firm and powerful, much like the gaze with which Yin Zhu surveyed the field, not the slightest bit shaken by the Milan Army’s formidable aura.

“Zither—, Emperor—, Zither—, Emperor—,” following the opponents’ cries, Qin City’s side also raised its voice.

The first to shout out ‘Zither Emperor’ were naturally the native residents of Qin City, including the Four Major Races of Qin City, each person calling out their name for Ye Yinzhu with all their might.

With their shouts, the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans quickly followed suit, with the disciples of the Zhu Sect leading the chant.

Among the Eight Sects of the Eastern Dragon Empire, Zither Sect might have the least number of people, but Ye Yinzhu was also their current Sect Master!

Even if he was nominally stripped of the title by the Chief Elder Wei Ming, a true dismissal as Leader of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans would need a unanimous decision by the Council of Elders through voting.

Moreover, Ye Yinzhu was the direct grandson of the previous Sect Master.

For Qin City, for the Eastern Dragon Empire, Ye Yinzhu challenged the formidable enemies with the Battle of the Bewitching City, the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Regardless of the oute, the day he issued the challenge, he already became the idol for all young generations of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.

Just as Marshal Martin thought, it was not everyone who could possess the courage to take on responsibility and bear the heaviest burden like Ye Yinzhu had.

The shouts of ‘Zither Emperor’ along with the cries of the Zhu Sect disciples resonated across the entire Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, an action that became spontaneous without needing any orders from the Sect Masters.

Although Qin City’s side had only 15,000 people, the loud voices of the Dwarven race and the individual strength of the Eastern Dragon Clans’ warriors ensured their volume was not small.

While their reach did not pare to the grandeur of the shouts from the opposing 300,000-strong army, the clear and spirited cries could not be buried by the opponents’ roaring for a moment.

Ye Yinzhu and Zi continued to walk until they reached the front of their own formation before stopping, with Anya, Rutz, Elder Guru, and the warriors of Qin City’s different races, all setting their eyes on him.

“Yin Zhu, do your best.” Anya found that the words of encouragement she could say were so scarce, yet these two words ‘do your best’ hardly expressed her current feelings.

When the 300,000-strong Milan Empire Army had arrived, the heart of this Elf Queen was already in disarray, but when Ye Yinzhu stood up and proposed to resolve all problems with the Six Paths of Reincarnation challenge, Anya found that everything had returned to normal.

She didn’t know why, but she had an unshakable belief in her much younger brother, who was indeed less than four hundred years her junior.

She always believed that miracles would indeed happen, and that they would happen to Ye Yinzhu.

“Brother, the Dwarves are never stingy with friends.

Take this as our temporary loan to you,” Rutz said in a deep and resonant voice, brimming with suppressed excitement.

As one of the races most prone to fervor, this was the first time in his life he had experienced the atmosphere before a great battle.

If he weren’t inherently incapable of magic, he would have even wished that he could be the one who proposed this Six Paths of Reincarnation Challenge.

In Ye Yinzhu’s hand, there was a sudden chill.

Surprised, he saw Rutz stuff a warhammer into his grasp.

The faint blue-purple glow of the spiky hammer was ample testimony to the Dwarves’ support for him.

He was about to say something when Rutz interrupted him.

The Dwarf Clan Leader grinned, “If you consider me a brother, don’t refuse.

This isn’t a gift; just like the God-killing Crossbow, it’s a loan.

You have to return it after you’re done.”

Ye Yinzhu didn’t speak further, nor did he refuse.

With a flash of light in his hand, Thor’s Hammer, symbolizing the supreme authority of the Dwarf race and their treasured artifact, was stored within his Sumeru Divine Ring.

Words of gratitude were useless at this moment; only by securing victory in this challenge could he truly repay the Dwarves, who steadfastly stood by his side.

“Yin Zhu, I have to admit that Ye Li has a remarkable grandson,” Supreme Elder Wei Ming approached Ye Yinzhu and stopped.

A special light shone from his visage which had noticeably aged over just a few days.

“Go ahead and do what you must.

I believe that miracles can happen in this world.

For Qin City, and for the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, we await your victory.

From you and your panions, I have seen many qualities that we lack.

If we truly get through this crisis, I don’t think there’s a need to continue with those ten challenges.

The Eight Eastern Dragon Clans are still the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans, and the title of Empire is still far too distant from us.”

In these last few days, Wei Ming thought about many things he had never considered before.

People often gain sudden enlightenment in desperate situations, and his ability to remain calm in the face of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans’ life-and-death struggle already said a lot.

Looking at Supreme Elder Wei Ming, Ye Yinzhu didn’t speak, merely nodding slightly to him.

His calm gaze did not wander to the others but slowly closed his eyes, advancing step by step toward the empty space in the center between the two armies, guided only by his senses.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands followed one man, a sensation akin to being bombarded by countless forces at once.

Yet, Ye Yinzhu maintained his posure, and even with his eyes shut, his stride remained consistent, and his footsteps, steady.

At this moment, the powerhouses on both sides were somewhat surprised to find that Ye Yinzhu seemed to have merged with the invisible pressure created by the standoff in the air.

His entire body appeared slightly ethereal, impervious to all external factors unrelated to battle.

In this instant, it was as if Ye Yinzhu had bee the core of Heaven and Earth, simply dressed in plain clothes, advancing onto the battlefield—his ultimate personal battlefield—without even a single piece of armor.

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