Pei Min walked before the Magic Zither. Towering Sword Will emanated from his body.
Sword aura and demonic might raged throughout the vast space in an instant.
He extended his hand and the Sword Will whooshed, landing before Pei Min's palm. A terrifying sword coalesced there.
His hand trembled slightly as he pointed his finger forward. The sword tore through the space and tore through the terrifying demonic aura right away, stabbing at the Magic Zither. He did not pluck the strings, but simply stabbed the instrument with the sword.
Clang …
The sword landed on the strings, but the strings did not break. Notes rumbled and roared with terrifying demonic aura, rushing at Pei Min.
Pei Min stepped forward, tearing through the air with a single step. Sword Will coalesced before his palm once again. His wrist trembled, and another sword shot through the air. It was even sharper than the one before, and a sonic boom was heard.
The sword stabbed the second string and rang. The sword and the string danced at the same time, and both swords stabbed the strings.
The strings trembled incessantly, and a terrifying demonic power rushed out from within. The sword on the strings trembled incessantly and rang incessantly, but the monstrous Sword Will continued to descend and merge into the sword, causing it to stab into the strings without leaving them at all.
The third sword was unleashed.
It was followed by the fourth and fifth.
Every single sword was more powerful than the one before, and their powers grew increasingly powerful.
That space seemed to have been buried by demonic aura, and Pei Min seemed to have fallen into that demonic space as well. However, he stood there straight, like an indestructible sword.
Terrifying demonic figures appeared one after another, roaring as they arrived, dyeing the sword a pitch-black color.
However, Pei Min unleashed the sixth sword, stabbing the strings steadily.
Towering notes danced, and the six swords on the strings trembled even more.
Pei Min's aura was extremely powerful as he unleashed the seventh sword.
A dragon of the sword seemed to have appeared on his body as the sword was born, breaking through all obstacles and stabbing the seventh string.
The seven strings of the Magic Zither trembled at the same time. Boundless notes burst, as if demons were roaring.
The seven swords hummed and unleashed a terrifying glow, shrouding the Magic Zither, intending to suppress the rebounding demonic will power within the Magic Zither.
Pei Min stepped forward. He wanted to use his body as a sword to stab out the eighth time.
Heaven and earth roared angrily. The sky darkened, and the peach blossoms in the peach forest withered rapidly.
Pei Min seemed to see an unparalleled figure playing the zither. With a finger, the seven strings vibrated in unison.
A crisp sound rang out, and the seven swords exploded at the same time. The demonic will that had been suppressed was released in an instant, and the explosive power was terrifying. It directly crashed into Pei Min, who was advancing forward.
"Bang … …"
A loud sound rang out, and Pei Min groaned. A sharp sound rang out, and his body flew back like a sharp sword, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground.
Puchi!
Pei Min spat out a mouthful of blood, but everyone looked at him with respect.
Although it was still only seven echoes, it was still commendable.
He wanted to break through the limit of seven, and that was why he did this. He tried to use his sword to suppress the demonic sound. How tyrannical was this?
Pei Min wanted to use his sword to suppress the Demonic Emperor's Tune.
Although he had failed, his strength of character could still be seen.
It was as he said to Xie Qingshan: even if he were to fail, he had to try.
No one had time to think after Pei Min was pushed back. They saw a figure charging at the Magic Zither right away.
He moved at breakneck speed, seeming to have traversed the air and arrived before the Magic Zither. He extended his arm, and a powerful will of the great path of space burst. He waved his hand, and a sound was heard from the Magic Zither in an instant.
"Jiang Tai 'e." Everyone looked at the person and turned their attention forward.
Jiang Tai 'e of the Jiang Clan of Crimson Dragon City was said to have been born with a body of the great path, and he was adept at spatial powers. It was said that the Jiang Clan had a lineage of Renhuang many years ago.
Jiang Tai 'e was extremely famous in Crimson Dragon City. He and Luo Yang were known as the Twin Geniuses of Crimson Dragon City, and both of them were ranked on the Regional King Ranking.
Powerful will of the great path of space surged around him, and spatial halos glittered on his body. Demonic might rolled and roared, seeming to pass right through his body.
He extended his hand again and plucked at the Magic Zither again. The sound of the zither was heard again.
Controlling the zither from a distance. Jiang Tai 'e's way of space was terrifying.
If that had not been the Magic Zither but his opponent instead, he would have been able to attack from a distance, disregarding the distance between them.
The halos of the great path of space continued to circle around him. He plucked the strings from a distance again and again, and his body continued to get closer to the Magic Zither.
A pattern of the great path of space seemed to have appeared before him when he stepped forward. Demonic aura raged and lashed out, but they were devoured by the spatial pattern of the great path, disintegrating into nothingness right away. That power made everyone feel how powerful Jiang Tai 'e was.
However, even for someone as powerful as Jiang Tai 'e, the raging demonic power shattered the pattern of the great path of space right away when he plucked the seventh string.
Jiang Tai 'e still failed.
Luo Yang, Yu Shifei, and Xie Qingshan walked out after him. They all tried.
However, all of those on the Regional King Ranking made the Magic Zither play seven times without exception, yet they were unable to advance further.
It seemed as if the seventh sound of the Magic Zither was the limit, and it was an unbreakable limit.
Xing Kai walked out as well. His aura swept out, making him look like a god of war as he walked towards the Magic Zither.
He did not hold back and attacked the Magic Zither right away. The halos of the great path blasted on the Magic Zither right away, causing the instrument to shake violently as it played.
However, Xing Kai ignored the vibrations of the Magic Zither right away and continued to bombard the instrument with overbearing attacks.
It took him seven times before he was forced to retreat. He was truly overbearing.
"As expected, the Magic Zither is still out of this year's Peach Banquet," the vast number of figures on the Divine Mountain said to themselves.
At that moment, all those who received Peach Invitations, with the exception of Ye Futian, had already tried.
If Ye Futian were to try again, the outcome would have been no different.
He could have given up on the Magic Zither.
However, there was no telling what kind of treasures would have been brought out at the Peach Banquet.
Many people looked at Ye Futian, but he was still sitting there, as if he had no intention of getting up.
Was it possible that he did not even want to try?
Ye Futian's name was known throughout the Crimson Dragon Realm at the moment, and many still wanted to see him fight.
While he was only plucking the strings of the Magic Zither, they were able to see some things from it.
For example, the ones ranked on the Regional King Ranking were evidently more exceptional than the others.
As such, many wanted to see how many times Ye Futian could pluck the strings, and if he could do it seven times.
"Would you like to try, City Lord Ye?" Qin Shang asked.
"Your Highness, what Xie Qingshan said before was true. If it were just plucking the strings, seven sounds would have been the limit. While everyone present is a proud genius, it is still impossible to fight the will of the Demon Emperor with the will of the Divine Path," Ye Futian said.
Qin Shang had been thinking the same thing. The Magic Zither had remained undeciphered for many years, after all.
"From what you see, City Lord Ye, one would have to reach the level of Renhuang in order to control the Magic Zither?" Chi Shang asked. That was the only way to suppress the will of the Demon Emperor.
"It would have been difficult to play music with the Magic Zither without reaching the level of Renhuang," Ye Futian said. "I wouldn't have been able to do it either. I would have been able to play a few notes at most, but I wouldn't have been able to control the Magic Zither."
"What you said makes sense. There is a guqin left behind by the Demon Emperor, and the will of the Demon Emperor is imbued within. It would have been rather difficult for all of you to control it directly." Qin Shang looked at Ye Futian and said, "However, even if you are unable to fully control the Magic Zither, as long as you are able to truly play music with the Magic Zither, even if it were just a few notes, you would have been able to crack it. The guqin is yours."
"I'll give it a try," Ye Futian said, before getting up and walking towards the Magic Zither.
Countless eyes were on Ye Futian from the Divine Mountain.
Everyone had given it a try, yet this guy seemed to be playing to the gallery.
There was no way he would have been able to stand out from the crowd.
Ye Futian walked towards the Magic Zither step by step. Rumbling demonic aura shrouded his body, drowning him and corroding his will.
He seemed to have been brought into that demonic space as well, as if he was in another world.
The huge Magic Zither stretched out in the air. Ye Futian's will was corroded when he got close.
He extended his hand, intending to touch the strings.
Everyone at the Peach Banquet turned to look at Ye Futian. They all saw him extending his hand and placing it before the Magic Zither. He showed no intention of plucking the strings, simply leaving his hand there.
"What is he doing?" Many pairs of eyes looked at Ye Futian with a strange expression.
They were unable to understand what was going on.
Ye Futian knew very well that since it was the will left behind by the Demon Emperor, it would have been impossible to defeat it with the power of their wills. They would have suffered a severe backlash.
As such, even the most powerful among them were only able to pluck the strings seven times. That was the limit.
Unless one was able to make it to the Renhuang Plane and pluck the strings forcefully.
If he were to repeat what everyone else did before, while he would have been able to hone his spiritual will, he would not have been able to gain much from it.
The end result would have been the same as well.
The sounds of the guqin were imbued with the emotions of those who played it. The artistic conception of every note was the inner emotions of those who played it.
It had nothing to do with one's identity or whether one trained in demonic ways.
Since the Magic Zither had a soul, one would have had to understand it in order to gain control of it.
Ye Futian did not resist the demonic will power flowing from the Magic Zither. His spiritual will was soon invaded, and demonic might circled around his body.
It was as if he was being corroded by demonic power.
Dark demonic light appeared on his face.
Wisps of Demonic Qi flowed in his body.
Qin Shang was dumbfounded when he saw that. He looked at Yu Shifei, who was next to him. Both of them saw the shock in each other's eyes.
They were skilled at the guqin as well, and it was apparent that they understood what Ye Futian was trying to do.
Ye Futian did not pluck the strings right away. Instead, he listened.
He was listening to the will of the Magic Zither.
No one had ever done that before.
However, both Qin Shang and Yu Shifei were moved at that very moment. It was as if that was how it should have been!
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