Chapter 785

Boom!

The saucer-shaped object at the bottom of the tower emitted a deep blue light that condensed into a beam and merged into the tower. It was crushed by the airflow gushing from the bottom of the tower, leaving no traces behind.

Boom!

The giant tower became illusory, wrapped in a dazzling blue light. It grew longer and longer, as if it was about to break through the void and enter the Green Underworld!

Such a change was beyond He Qi's expectations. He never thought that the giant tower that looked like an ancestor divine hall was a treasure that could enter the Green Underworld. Moreover, it could even bring martial artists who had not reached Dharmakaya. Old Master Ruan and the others felt the same way. Only the Master of the Wang family looked as if he had yet to recover from a serious illness.

If the roots were not removed, there would be endless troubles in the future! He Qi narrowed his eyes and his body suddenly turned into Formless Sword Qi, constantly wandering between existence and non-existence. It was so smooth and flawless that no one could lock on to his breath.

The Blue-blooded People had special talents. If they focused on revenge regardless of the cost and hunted down the Elders and disciples who had gone out, they would definitely cause great losses to the Sword Village!

The Sword Qi disappeared completely and suddenly appeared in the dazzling blue light as if it was one with it. It circled and fiddled like a dragon, making a series of crisp sounds as if it was about to dismember the blue light.

Just then, the vast and tyrannical breath that seemed to fill the heaven and earth turned into the blue light, causing it to condense like water. It fell layer by layer until it covered the last layer of the giant tower.

The Sword Qi was then separated and forcibly isolated!

Old Master Ruan experienced the waves but his hands did not stop. Behind him, a human figure appeared. The figure wore a simple and unadorned crown and his face was blurred. It seemed to use the Dharma and Logos of Heaven and Earth as the strings and his own Dao as the hands to play the wonderful sound of the Great Way!

Clang!

The sound of the zither suddenly changed and the bell shook the Three Realms. It was melodious and elegant. The giant tower that was wrapped in the blue light suddenly stopped. The light was like a transparent water layer. One could see the droplets clearly, and the patterns and bumps inside could be seen clearly.

Suddenly, the remaining breath rushed into the image of the god engraved on the giant tower. The metal protruded, and light bloomed. The majestic god who was standing on a black dragon and had water snakes on his ears became three-dimensional. A blue eight-edged sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it forward.

Bang!

The momentary stillness was broken. He Qi's erratic Sword Qi was beaten until it converged and solidified.

Boom!

The whole process happened in a split second. Huang Taichong and the other Elder of the Ruan family did not have time to react. The giant tower was broken and turned into a void, flying toward the giant tower.

The Book of Luo spun above the Wang Clan Head's head and the golden trigrams appeared in the surroundings. They continued to evolve and change until they finally formed a trigram. It turned into an inescapable net and covered the top of the tower.

The three-dimensional deity swung the mace again and hit the Inescapable Net, creating a tearing sound. He Qi's Sword Qi swept over again and hit the gigantic tower.

The god!

A crack appeared on the giant tower, and the vibrations were transmitted. Many things inside were crushed, and one could vaguely see the High Priest vomiting blood.

But at this time, the giant pagoda's momentum had already been completed. The front half of the pagoda had already disappeared into thin air. It seemed difficult for He Qi to stop it.

"The High Priest doesn't have long to live …" He Qi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the High Priest's foundation was injured by his sword aura.

He did not know where the "giant tower" would fly to or where the Blue-blooded People came from, but at least he had gotten rid of the potential threat.

The Sword Qi rose again and the statue was shattered. The spreading breath pushed He Qi out, temporarily isolating Old Master Ruan and the Master of the Wang family. The giant tower was just a little bit slow. It was about to break free and escape into the darkness.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the crack in the giant tower. A guqin floated in front of him. He rushed through the thin blue light and flew in.

Ruan Chengde, Third Childe of the Ruan family!

Boom!

The blue light stretched to the extreme. The giant tower entered the void and went out of the Nine Heavens Strong Wind, taking the High Priest and Third Childe with it.

"Third Childe!" Old Master Ruan cried out.

The Master of the Wang family coughed a few times but his expression did not change.

He Qi frowned. The High Priest could not live for more than four hours. Why was the Third Childe so desperate? He risked his life and went deep into the tiger's den. Was he not worried about the enemy at the end of the giant tower?

What was the Ruan family trying to do?

It would not have been difficult for him to infiltrate the giant tower like Ruan Chengde did. However, the High Priest was dying and the tower's whereabouts were unknown. It was not worth the risk.

Inside the giant tower, the elegant Ruan Chengde and the High Priest faced each other in the small room.

The High Priest stroked the blue blood with his hands. Sometimes the Phoenix Cries sounded in the Nine Heavens, and sometimes it turned into a high-pitched sound. The room was scorching hot and the surface began to melt.

"I will make up for the mistakes I made in the past even if I have to pay with my life!" His eyes were resolute and showed no fear. It was as if death could no longer scare him.

The Blue-blooded High Priest's cultivation was much stronger than Third Childe's. Even if his foundation was seriously injured, he could not be compared to Ruan Chengde. He controlled water and life. Palm prints flew and waves crashed, suppressing Ruan Chengde.

Of course, Third Childe was a grandmaster. The Blue-blooded High Priest could not ignore his attacks. The surface of his body became more transparent and the blue blood boiled. Cracks appeared on the branches that formed the mysterious seal script.

He did not want to die. He wanted to return to the statue of the Ancestor God and receive treatment.

The Ancestor God controlled the wonders of nurturing vitality. As long as he did not die on the spot, he could be saved!

The phoenix soared and hovered in the vacuum. All kinds of zither music took shape and blocked the waves. Third Childe also revealed his Dharma Form, the Zither Playing Immortal Form!

The immortal was noble and had an extraordinary appearance. His clothes fluttered as he plucked the void with both hands, playing the strings formed by the laws of heaven and earth. The sound of water only vibrated nearby and could not invade. However, Third Childe's life was steadily but slowly slipping away.

If not for the High Priest's fear of destroying the giant tower and perishing together with his attack, he would have gained the upper hand.

Third Childe's eyes did not flicker. Instead, he smiled elegantly.

"The more I am injured, the more I feel atonement and the more wonderful the zither music is!"

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, bright red and dazzling.

The battle in the small room was restrained but intense. Gradually, wounds appeared all over Third Childe's body. His skin split open and blood oozed out. His bones were shattered and caved in. His clothes were whiter than snow. He now looked like a puppet that was about to fall apart. Plum blossoms bloomed and his Dharma Form became a little illusory.

However, Third Childe's back was still straight. His zither music did not stagnate at all. His eyes were fixed on the High Priest.

The High Priest's foundation was already injured. After the bitter battle, he was a little dizzy and close to death. He said vaguely,

"Are you trying to take back that item?"

"It's useless. I've already sacrificed it to the Ancestor God. You can't take it back!"

"How do you know it's useless if you don't try?" Third Childe spoke for the first time. His voice was elegant and sweet like the sound of a zither. It was difficult for him to speak, but he was not weak.

He had long disregarded his own life and death!

At this moment, a spherical star appeared in the dark and boundless void outside. It was covered with a layer of dark blue ocean that seemed to be condensed from water.

The dark blue water undulated slightly as if it was breathing and nurturing life.

The huge tower dived into the water with a splash.

There were depressions at the bottom of the sea as if gems were condensing. The huge tower flew to the deepest part of the sea where there was a pavilion. In the center stood a statue of a deity. The statue was dark blue and almost black. It held an eight-edged sword in its hand, stepped on a black dragon, and had water snakes strung on its ears. Many items were piled around it, most of them dazzling and extraordinary.

Boom!

The huge tower, which had been cracked by He Qi, fell to the ground in a crooked manner and exploded violently. The High Priest immediately fell into a state of dying.

Third Childe was not in a good state either. His body seemed as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time. However, he stood up shakily and stared at the statue of the deity not far away.

Below the statue was a simple yet elegant zither. Its seven strings could be seen with the naked eye, but it seemed to be covered with many invisible strings that were the condensation of Dharma and Logos.

It had a sense of mercy and compassion, as if the heavens could not bear to save the world. At this moment, the light was restrained and there was no fluctuation of breath. It appeared ancient and damaged.

"It's really it!" The Master of the Wang family was right. There was really a chance to find it!

One of Third Childe's eyes was empty and bleeding. He could barely see in the other eye, and a tear quietly fell.

"Yes, that's it! The divine weapon of the Ruan family, the Zither of Limbo!"

In the past, when he was ranked on the Terrestrial Rankings, he could comprehend and familiarize himself with the family's divine weapon from time to time. However, he was young and proud, and he was careless. He often ignored the prohibition and took the divine weapon out of the secret place to play a song.

Arrogance and carelessness were bound to bring disaster. That day, he was comprehending the divine weapon in the waterside pavilion at home. When he played the zither, three experts suddenly emerged from the water.

He tried his best to resist them, but they were too strong. He did not know what treasure or secret technique they used to temporarily deceive the divine weapon, so it could not exert itself. In a very short time, before the other experts of the family could react, they had seriously injured him and taken the divine weapon away. Then, they disappeared into the water without a trace, leaving only a finger of the enemy.

The Master was furious. He was locked in a secret place and could not see the light of day.

Pain, annoyance, unwillingness, and worry for the family filled his heart. After many years of racking his brains, he finally derived a zither song from the Sky-splitting and Earth-changing Tune that could restrain the Blue-blooded People and waited for an opportunity.

Today, after suffering and torment, he finally saw the divine weapon again. How could he not shed tears?

Third Childe rose into the air and flew toward the statue.

Suddenly, the gemstones on the entire planet turned into Blue-blooded People. They woke up at the same time and let out a voice that shook the sea of stars.

"Trespassers! Kill!"

The water rippled. Third Childe's Precious Zither Weapon suddenly lost its moisture and cracked.

The sound of the zither rang out. Third Childe landed on the ground and moved forward with difficulty. He played the zither with his heart and Dharma Form.

One by one, the Blue-blooded People exploded into deep blue splashes. However, there were too many of them, and there were many experts among them. A thunderous sound rang out.

"Kill!"

Third Childe's tied hair was scattered, and his black hair fell down, forming a sharp contrast with his blood-stained white robe. His face was as pale as a sheet.

He only had eyes for the Zither of Limbo. He took a few more steps and cracks appeared in his Dharma Form.

He would make up for his mistakes even if he had to pay with his life!

The tips of his hair turned white. As countless Blue-blooded People swarmed toward him, his vitality rapidly faded.

His hair was as white as snow, and his face was wrinkled. Third Childe was still noble and untainted by even a speck of dust. His frail body seemed like it would collapse with a gust of wind.

He was not far from the Zither of Limbo. He took a deep breath and turned the zither in his heart, playing the strongest sound.

Clang!

The Zither Immortal Form collapsed, Ruan Chengde's physical body disintegrated, and many Blue-blooded People stagnated.

The disintegrated blood ignited and mixed with the breath. It was like a sprinkling of red clouds that fell on the Zither of Limbo.

A layer of dark red appeared on the body of the zither, and a buzzing sound came from within.

Using the blood essence and life of the Ruan family's disciples as a guide to awaken the divine weapon!

Buzz!

The Zither of Limbo emitted a boundless light. Shadows of the phoenix and ancient bell appeared inside. The zither trembled violently and broke free of its shackles, flying high into the sky.

A deep breath emerged from the core of the Ancestor God statue, but it was a beat too late to stop it.

The phoenix, the true dragon, the ancient bell … Third Childe's illusory Vital Spirit looked at the scene and felt as if he had returned to the time when he first learned the 12 Magical Sounds of Langhuan.

What a wonderful time! His blurry vision watched the Zither of Limbo fly away. A gratified smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His Vital Spirit collapsed and fell into complete darkness. Only his voice remained.

"I've finally made up for my mistake …"

…

In the sky above Langya City, there was a sudden flash of light. Shadows swirled and hundreds of flowers scattered. An ancient zither broke through the air and flew straight to the Ruan family.

It was unmanned and had to resist the breath of the Ancestor God. Its light gradually faded as if it was about to fall into a deep sleep.

The nine-fingered Blue-blooded People, who were not far from the city, suddenly looked up. Their expressions changed drastically. They soared high into the sky in an attempt to intercept and seize the zither.

In the ancestral residence of the Ruan family, all the Exterior experts looked up at the sky at the same time. Ruan Yaoguang blurted out,

"The Zither of Limbo!"

"The Zither of Limbo?" Mengqi was extremely surprised.

He had long guessed that the Ruan family had lost the zither, but wasn't the divine weapon with the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms?

Why did it fly back on its own?