888: Chapter 284: Zither Music Reaches the Realm, Passing the Test (Part 1) 888: Chapter 284: Zither Music Reaches the Realm, Passing the Test (Part 1) The melody underwent a transformation from the previous trembling to a gentle silence, seeming to quietly listen to the “ding dong” of spring water falling on stones.
Gentle ripples embraced Ye Yinzhu’s body softly.
He did not move.
Countless golden lights surged forward, but an odd scene occurred; no matter how the golden lights surged, they just couldn’t penetrate the soft ripples around Ye Yinzhu.
This was indeed the true essence of the zither melody: the unmoved rock portrays kindness, the moving spring represents wisdom.
The moving spring does not disrupt the stillness, the still rock does not hinder the motion.
At this moment, Ye Yinzhu was like a massive rock under the pounding of the spring; no matter how vehemently the spring surged, it could not harm the fundamental nature of this rock.
Though there is a saying about water wearing away the stone, how much water and how long would it take?
The middle-aged man had a pletely different perception; the seemingly weak ripples around Ye Yinzhu, subtly rotating, made his own released energy gain no advantage over the Original Force, and the clear swirling of the ripples quietly dissolved his all-enpassing attack.
Blood slid from the corner of Ye Yinzhu’s mouth, and although he had at this moment surpassed his opponent in strength, the gap in energy was still vast.
Yet, he didn’t feel himself spitting blood, so immersed in the zither music that he felt no pain at all.
He only knew that playing this zither piece was the absolute peak of his life.
The middle-aged man’s attack seemed to be unsustainable as well; as the golden light waned, the melody became lighter with the flowing water, obviously quickening—this marked the fifth section of “Stone Above the Spring,” the sound following the flow.
Each gentle whirling of the water made the space around Ye Yinzhu expand a bit.
Although his plexion seemed pale, the pure ripples stirred gently, carrying the surrounding golden light upwards with its rotation.
Suddenly, the water flow receded, returning tightly to Ye Yinzhu’s side and solidifying, dispersing the original golden light, and blocking out that gold-colored figure that dashed forward like lightning.
The middle-aged man, in a mix of surprise and anger, hadn’t expected that even his true power was insufficient to bring down Ye Yinzhu.
With full force, he propelled himself forward like a piercing arrow, with immense golden light boosting his speed and attack to a peak instantly.
But what he encountered was the suddenly solidified water.
What he heard was still that beautiful, enchanting zither sound—the sixth section of “Stone Above the Spring,” Embracing Cliffs and Valleys.
Boom—, a violent roar scattered the golden light in a ring shape.
Blood spouted from Ye Yinzhu’s mouth, falling directly onto the milky-white Super Divine Artefact – Deadwood Dragon Chanting Zither.
His plexion turned even paler, but his expression remained unchanged.
Even the sounds from his eight fingers did not falter.
The middle-aged man distinctly felt that he had hit an unpromising barrier, soft behind the barrier, not firm but exceptionally resilient.
With his destructive energy, he could not break through, and then amidst the swirling of water, it seemed to instantly increase in volume and forcefully push his body backward.
Suddenly, the water ripples changed again—this time, they seemed to grow stronger from their initial frailness, like spring water hitting a rock, splashing countless droplets, yet the impacting force was unending.
Each droplet surrounded the middle-aged man, who discovered in shock that his gathered golden light was being dissolved, or rather, eroded by the exploding water droplets.
The droplets were everywhere, and his retreating body felt like it was enduring ceaseless corrosion.
This was not only happening outside his body but also within his mental world.
The suddenly dynamic zither music endlessly invaded the depths of his mind, throwing everything, including his state of being, into chaos.
Of course, he didn’t know this was the seventh segment of “Stone Above the Spring,” named: Drifting Blossoms.
Not good.
The middle-aged man subconsciously sensed danger, but he did not panic.
The golden light emanating from his body suddenly retracted, and he raised both hands above his head, his right palm striking upward, his left palm resting below his right forearm, and he shouted, “Break the Chaos, Birth of the Limitless.”
His voice was piercing, carrying a strong mental impact, and his hands seemed transparent.
During that instant of a downward chop, all the water droplets seemed to be attracted by his palm, and then pletely dissolved.
His shout was not to interrupt Ye Yinzhu’s zither music; Ye Yinzhu’s realm had already surpassed his, and it was not possible to do so.
His shout was to awaken himself, to prevent sinking into the zither music.
Indeed, the water ripples before him disappeared, and even Ye Yinzhu’s zither sound seemed to grow fainter, the bright red blood stark against the white jade-like ancient zither.
However, the zither sound never ceased.
Just as the middle-aged man caught his breath, readied himself with a low dragon-chanting sound from his double palm strike, Ye Yinzhu suddenly moved.
Enveloped in the glowing flow of water, amidst the vast energy fluctuation, he drifted forward with the essence of the last section of the zither song, the water seeming to bee tangible, all the energy condensed at that instance.
At that moment, the middle-aged man’s hands had just raised halfway, his transparent palms only managing to flip over, when they already met Ye Yinzhu’s figure, fused with the zither.
The zither music was clear, all ripples and silence merged into one at this moment, “Stone Above the Spring,” even the most beautiful spring water remained on the stone.
If the first seven segments mainly focused on the mood of the spring water, then this final section finally reached its endpoint, arriving at the stone.
When the middle-aged man’s transparent double palms collided with Ye Yinzhu’s body fused with the zither, it was also the last hum of the zither music, the final note of the piece.
In that instant, the giant rock that had endured millions of years of spring water’s assault moved.
“Stone Above the Spring” section eight, Pillowed Streams and Washed Stones.
Boom—
There was no longer light, just colorless energy.
That intense explosive force, along with unmatched energy fluctuations, suddenly erupted at this moment.
A ring of invisible energy fluctuations diffused effortlessly.
Frosty Forest, a forest congealed from ice and snow, but at this moment, the ice and snow vanished under the effect of the wind, turning into ice powder.
Frosty Forest, a place that once housed over ten thousand advanced-rank magical beasts, its exact size unknown to anyone.
But from this moment on, Frosty Forest ceased to exist, as there was no longer a forest formed by ice and snow.
What remained was only a smooth surface of ice.
If one had not seen it with their own eyes, who could imagine that this was all the work of a moment, and the perpetrators were only two people?
Whether it was Ye Yinzhu’s seemingly serene super zither music or the middle-aged man’s mysterious golden light, the apparent calm was merely a manifestation of strength reaching an extreme — a swing from one extreme to the other.
In that moment, not only did Ye Yinzhu utilize the Super Divine Artefact Deadwood Dragon Chanting Zither to push his strength to the limit, reaching an unprecedented height.
The mysterious middle-aged man had also given his all.
Lying quietly on the ice, Ye Yinzhu felt very cold, this was the first time he had been so sensitive to the external temperature since reaching the sub-God rank.
His body was covered with a thin layer of ice powder, as if his skin had also been frozen.
Blood froth was all around his mouth, but the freshly spurted blood would also immediately turn into red ice.
The Super Divine Artefact Deadwood Dragon Chanting Zither had returned to his body, a divine artifact has no life, without sufficient energy support, it could not exhibit its corresponding power.
His meridians did not hurt, not because they were undamaged, but because the pain was so intense that it had bee numb.
It had been a long time since he had suffered such severe injuries, even during the Hundred Thunder Assault, where Ye Yinzhu had the control in his hands, even when facing Sloan’s Demon God Transformation, he had not been hit this hard.
But this mysterious middle-aged man had managed it.
At this moment, Ye Yinzhu’s heart was very calm; he wondered if he could have defeated the mysterious middle-aged man if the Four Sacred Beasts were by his side, merged into that mysterious Super Divine Armor Set?
The answer was unknown; he didn’t know if under those circumstances, he could still maintain the Profound Heart Zither Realm of the Mystical Zither as mystically as before, nor could he achieve the Unity of Heaven and Man role that transcended everything and integrated everything into the zither music as before.
The strength of this mysterious middle-aged man was even greater than Sloan’s.
This was the only thing Ye Yinzhu could think of as he lay on the ground.
Struggling, Ye Yinzhu braced his hands against the ground and slowly crawled to his feet.
When he was younger, Ye Li had taught him that Zhu Sect disciples do not have the habit of dying lying down; even in death, they must hold their spines straight.
“Can you still stand up?” a sharp yet somewhat hoarse voice rang in Ye Yinzhu’s ear.
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