Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were together. One sat cross-legged, and the other stood beside him. Surrounded by divine light, the two seemed to have become one. Their minds were connected, and their telekinesis blended. They could perceive everything about each other.
Shenyin the Great had created such a divine melody as the Divine Requiem and was known as the first musician of that era. One could imagine how high his attainments in music were. He had created countless guqin pieces in his life, and any one of them could be called a famous piece, not necessarily any weaker than the Divine Requiem.
Because the Divine Requiem was so special, it mourned the world when it was played, so it was included in the list of divine melodies.
At this moment, under the artistic conception of the Divine Requiem, Ye Futian played another piece, Lingxi.
The guqin piece that Ye Futian used to transform the Battle Matrix of the Rocks at the Lost Clan was actually similar to the Lingxi Song. It was derived from the Lingxi Song.
This piece was created by Shenyin the Great when he was with his lover. They shared everything, even their own cultivation and their own thoughts. It showed how much they loved each other, so much so that after his lover died, Shenyin the Great created the Divine Requiem.
An even more terrifying musical storm suddenly bloomed. The divine consciousness that gushed out of Ye Futian became even more frightening, and the power of the Great Path he controlled was also getting stronger. The artistic conception contained in each beat of the music was also deeper.
Whether it was the four cultivators around or the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture, they could all sense that the music was getting stronger, and Ye Futian was getting stronger.
What kind of ability was this?
Wang Mian sensed everything that was happening inside, and his eyes were sharp. He could actually borrow the power of others to cultivate? Although he had heard of it, this kind of spell was extremely rare, and there was a price to pay.
The reason why Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu could merge with each other through the Lingxi Song did indeed have a price. Ye Futian had to be able to bear the load of Hua Jieyu's telekinesis. At the same time, he needed to completely let go and trust her. Otherwise, he would suffer a backlash. In this way, it was equivalent to Hua Jieyu putting her life in Ye Futian's hands.
Even if someone succeeded in cultivating such a method, not many could do it to this extent.
"So, this is Hua Jieyu's cultivation method." Ye Futian was also a little happy after sensing Hua Jieyu's consciousness. While cultivating in the Divine Prefecture, Hua Jieyu had indeed encountered great opportunities.
As the music enveloped the world, it was as if everything in this sealed space was under his control.
The golden divine spears, which shone with dazzling divine light, continued to strike down from above. Ye Futian's fingers strummed the guqin. In an instant, the golden spears in this sealed space were shattered and shattered, exploding wildly. Everything within the vast domain was destroyed.
With a single thought, the spears were all destroyed.
This scene caused Wang Mian, who had his palm on the divine wall, to narrow his eyes. His golden eyes looked at Ye Futian's silhouette. He was naturally grateful that Ye Futian's aura was becoming stronger. He and Hua Jieyu seemed to have become one, their wills resonating and their powers merging.
As such, the strings of the guqin were able to destroy all of his attacks. This was the fusion of the divine guqin and Hua Jieyu's powerful telekinesis, which could only be done to such an extent.
The divine wall shone brilliantly. The patterns were like matrices, as if they were nurturing new attacks. However, Ye Futian's hands kept strumming the divine guqin, and notes leaped out. Under the artistic conception of the Divine Requiem, the leaping notes seemed to be able to destroy the power of the Great Path, causing the patterns on the divine wall that sealed the space to explode everywhere. The flawless matrix was being destroyed.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble …" Under this explosive power, a gap appeared in the divine wall, and it kept expanding. Gradually, the entire space seemed to be collapsing. In the vast area, the divine wall was collapsing, as if that space was collapsing.
Ye Futian and the other two figures appeared before the cultivators again. However, the aura of Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu was different. They seemed to be inseparable. Under the divine light, the two of them were shrouded in it, like a pair of celestial companions.
"Not bad."
Wang Mian looked at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu and said. He took a step forward, and the aura on his body became stronger. His expression became more serious, and the artistic conception of the Divine Requiem became stronger. His emotions were already wavering, and images were appearing in his mind, shaking his will and making it unstable.
If his will was affected and controlled by his emotions, his combat ability would be weakened. If this continued, it would be disadvantageous for them.
The other three also realized this. In their perception, the vast space was covered by an invisible Rhythmic Sorcery storm. It was everywhere, and the terrifying Rhythmic Sorcery waves crazily penetrated into their minds.
"Let's all attack," Wang Mian said. Hua Junmo of the Haotian Clan, Pei Sheng of the Wuliang Mountain, and Jiang Qingfeng of the Ancient God Clan of the Jiang Clan all nodded. They looked in Ye Futian's direction, and under the divine light, a shocking aura bloomed from their bodies.
At this moment, the cultivators of the Four Renhuang Realms finally took this seriously and prepared to attack at the same time. Before, they had more or less looked down on each other, but now that the power of Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu had merged, they truly sensed danger.
There was a terrifying sound of the Great Dao in the air. Behind Hua Junmo, the shadow of an ancient god appeared. It was as if Haotian the Great had descended into the world. It was extremely domineering, overlooking everything in front of it. His body contained an unparalleled domineering spirit.
"RUMBLE ~" Hua Junmo lifted his hand, and instantly, the heavenly god-like silhouette unleashed an attack. A gigantic Haotian Imprint appeared in the air, blotting out the sun. There was no way to evade it.
Pei Sheng's will moved, and suddenly, countless illusions appeared between the sky and earth, as if they were all made of him. He waved his hand, and suddenly, the countless illusions attacked at the same time, waving their divine swords towards Ye Futian and the others, sealing off all directions.
Jiang Qingfeng stepped into the air and appeared in the sky above Ye Futian and the others. A shocking spatial storm was raging.
Behind Wang Mian, a huge golden pattern appeared. The pattern continued to expand, flying towards the sky, covering the sky. A terrible rumbling sound was heard, and the Great Path of heaven and earth seemed to be refined into the pattern, causing a terrible black hole to appear inside, devouring all the power of the Great Path. Endless divine light was drawn into it, and the surrounding area seemed to have turned into a calamity zone. Anyone who got close would be turned into ashes.
Rumble … A terrible sound was heard, and the power of the storm fell, covering the boundless space. At the edge of the storm was a golden vortex, and inside the storm, a dazzling divine spear was born. It was like a real divine weapon, swallowing and spitting divine light, and it slashed down from the sky, causing a terrible crack to appear between heaven and earth!
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