A black silhouette, like an invisible Grim Reaper, passed by the five people who surrounded Ye Yinzhu and appeared behind him at lightning speed. It was also dark purple in color, and a claw that was a foot long pierced into Ye Yinzhu's back.
The surrounding ministers quickly retreated from the stage. Even so, the tyrannical high-tier purple battle energy still caused the surrounding space to tremble violently. Countless fine cracks appeared in the air under the effect of the dark purple battle energy. The sharp claws that were filled with dark aura reached Ye Yinzhu's back in the blink of an eye.
The sword in his left hand instantly appeared behind his back, and a dazzling golden light shone like the sun. A holy aura gushed out, and the Cold Bamboo Star, which was released from his back, met the black claws that were going all out.
Change moves? There was no chance to change moves at all. When the battle energy of both parties who had reached purple level seven and above locked onto each other, techniques could only play a supporting role. Everyone knew that once they dodged, the other party's attack would come back like a tidal wave. So, they could only fight head-on.
The ear-piercing sound of battle energy rubbing against each other and the sound of cold water being poured on burning charcoal could be heard continuously. The power of light and darkness had a life and death struggle.
Cassano, who was at the level of the Black Dragon King, was indeed very strong. However, the enemy he was facing was not an ordinary one. Without considering Faran, the Ye Yinzhu in front of him could be called the strongest person in the human race. His backhand sword seemed to only have one golden star, but it contained the techniques of the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools and his own tyrannical battle energy, as well as the holy power of the Divine Sword of Light, Augustus, which specialized in restraining darkness.
The black shadow that Cassano had transformed into was fast, and he retreated even faster. He retreated even faster. Almost as soon as he touched Ye Yinzhu's body, he retreated even faster. When he stopped 20 meters behind Ye Yinzhu, the sharp claws on his hands had all disappeared, and his five fingers were badly mutilated with white smoke rising from them.
Cassano's opponent, Ye Yinzhu, seemed as if nothing had happened. He still raised his head and looked at his beloved woman. "Come with me, Sula. As long as you are willing, how can they stop me? I know what's bothering you. The Dark Tower's Tower Master, Sloan, stole your soul, but I already have a way to make up for it. As long as we return to Zither City, so what if Sloan comes personally? "
As he spoke, he removed his hood and mask, revealing his true appearance. In Crena's eyes. At this moment, Ye Yinzhu was truly worthy of his incomparable temperament.
Sula looked at Ye Yinzhu in surprise. She didn't expect him to know so much. However, the sadness on her face did not disappear at all. He thought to himself. Silly, if I'm not worried about myself but you. Although the Zither City isn't weak, how would you know Teacher's strength? Ye Yinzhu's expression suddenly changed. His expression, which hadn't changed in the slightest even when he was attacked by the five great experts and Cassano, the second elder of Black Dragon City, had now turned extremely ugly. It was because Sula had something in her hand, and it was something he had given her.
Sula clutched the ground. It had a pair of demonic eyes. A cold, evil, sharp dagger. Ye Yinzhu had gotten it from the treasury in Shenyin. The dagger he had given her, Angel's Sigh. Attack increased by 200%. When attacking physical defense, attack increased by 150%. It was silent and wouldn't release any light when infused with any combat energy. It was called the Blade of Curse. After being injured by it, without the help of light magic above the cyan level to heal, one would bleed to death.
Right now, a dagger like this was pressed against Sula's neck. The sharp edge of the dagger was right at her own throat.
"Stop!"
Masmo shouted, stopping the five people and one dragon who wanted to continue attacking Ye Yinzhu. He also saw the change in Sula. His heart sank. At this moment, he suddenly realized that his face was no longer important to him. He was more worried about his daughter. He didn't want anything to happen to Sula.
Sula looked at Masmo, "Let him go."
Masmo looked at Sula's cold eyes and opened his mouth. In the end, he let out a long sigh and waved his hand, "Let him go."
It was extremely difficult for him to say these three words. However, he didn't realize that when he said these three words, Sula's gaze changed. When she looked at him again, it didn't seem to be as cold as before.
Sula's gaze turned to Ye Yinzhu, "Yinzhu, I know your character too well. I know that even if I force you to leave now, you will still come looking for me. I have seen your persistence too many times. "
Ye Yinzhu suddenly felt a chill in her heart and shouted, "Sula, don't do anything stupid. If you don't want to see me, I will leave immediately."
Sula turned to Massimo once more. "Father, take care of yourself. On account that I called out to you, don't hurt him no matter what. He is the only love of my life. Masmo and Ye Yinzhu both knew that things were not going well. However, it was too late for them.
One of them was the emperor of a powerful country, and the other was Qin Di, who was so powerful that he could even go against Faran. However, they couldn't stop the tragedy from happening.
Sula knew Ye Yinzhu too well. She knew that even if she could make him leave once, he would come again. Could she really reject his love? Sula knew that it was impossible. After witnessing what Ye Yinzhu had done today, her cold heart had completely melted. However, she didn't want to see her lover get hurt. Otherwise, why would she choose to hide her identity as a woman and leave without hesitation after being exposed?
There was only one way for him to leave this place and return to Qin City safely so that he wouldn't have to worry about him anymore. That was to die.
Therefore, when Sula called out Masmo's father, she had already stabbed herself with the Angel's Sigh. Only death could end Ye Yinzhu's love for her. Only death could release her.
Her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Yinzhu. Yinzhu, farewell. I love you. I can die without regrets after listening to your music. Ye Yinzhu moved. He had almost reached his limit. At that moment, all the meridians and bones in his body trembled violently due to the overuse of his battle energy. However, he couldn't care less. He only wanted to save Sula's life at this critical moment.
Ye Yinzhu regretted his stubbornness. He didn't expect Sula to be so stubborn. Why? Sula, why don't you believe that I have the power to protect you?
Ye Yinzhu's body had almost reached the level of teleportation. However, he was still too slow. He was already too slow the moment he moved.
If Sula was an ordinary person, he might have a chance to succeed. However, Sula was the Dark Saintess. Her speed had once caused great trouble for Ye Yinzhu during the Seven Dragon Ranking Tournament. Her determination to die also increased her speed to the limit. When Ye Yinzhu moved, that ice-cold blade was already at her throat.
It's over. In that instant, Ye Yinzhu's mind went blank. He had never felt such fear and helplessness before.
The same despair also appeared in Emperor Masmo's mind. When he heard Sula call him father, it was like the most moving sound of nature he had ever heard in his life. However, before he could enjoy this sound of nature, his daughter …
Masmo was also regretting. He hated himself for not being able to give his daughter happiness. Instead, he was filled with sorrow and pain. He knew that it was too late. As he watched Ye Yinzhu rise into the air, he was actually praying for his enemy. In that instant, he swore that if Ye Yinzhu could really save Sula, he would be willing to fulfill their wish even if he was cursed by the entire Landias.
Did Ye Yinzhu save Sula? No. Was Sula dead? Also no.
Boom — — When Ye Yinzhu was about to ascend the platform and when Sula was about to leave, time seemed to have stopped.
Immediately after, Ye Yinzhu's body seemed to have crashed into an invisible but sturdy wall. With a loud bang, she bounced back and fell to the ground. By Sula's side, accompanied by a distorted light, a fair hand replaced Sula's hand and held onto the Angel's Sigh. It left quickly and returned even faster. With a loud bang, Ye Yinzhu's body crashed onto the platform, forming a human-shaped crater.
An old and evil voice sounded indifferently. "Ever since I brought you away from Landias, your life no longer belonged to you. Have you forgotten? How can you die without my permission? "
On the platform, there was another person beside Sula. He looked very young. His fair skin could even be compared to Sula's. His handsome and cold face had a pair of eyes that were even deadlier than Sula's. A black robe with countless Golden patterns covered his body. Sula stood beside him, still in the same posture as before. However, she could not move at all. On her fair and slender neck, there was a small wound caused by the Angel's Sigh. A trace of blood flowed down.
The expression on Sula's face had completely changed. All the sadness, sorrow, and despair had turned into fear at this moment. Looking at the man beside her, she called out with difficulty, "Teacher."
Massimo was stunned. The powerhouses of Landias beside him were also stunned. As the core of the Empire, they all knew what Sula's true identity was. What did it mean when she called out his name?
The person who appeared in front of them was actually one of the seven Tower Masters of Faran. He was one of the seven most powerful Sacred Magi on Longqinus, the Tower Master of the Dark Tower, Sloan.
Sloan stared at Sula with a deadly and evil gaze. He said coldly, "Do you still remember that you have a teacher like me?"
Sula looked at Sloan in fear. Her heart kept contracting. It's over. It's all over. She never expected that her teacher would appear at a time like this when Faran was sealed. She would rather die than see Sloan.
"Teacher, I beg you. As long as you let him go, you can punish me however you want. "
Seeing Sula begging in fear, Sloan laughed coldly. He raised his right hand and gently wiped the wound on Sula's neck with his index finger. A drop of fresh blood dripped from his finger and he sent it into his mouth. The small wound caused by the Angel's Sigh, which should not have been able to heal under the effects of the curse, actually disappeared just like that.
"The taste of Phoenix's blood has changed. All of this is because of that man below. Do you think I will let him go? I told you long ago that when you left the Royal Palace of Landias with me and entered the Dark Tower, your life and soul belonged to me. What right do you have to negotiate with me? "
"No, Teacher, I beg you."
Sula screamed in disbelief. However, she could not move her body at all. She could not even commit suicide. She could not resist at all in front of Sloan.
"Don't ask him."
An angry voice rang out, and a purple shadow suddenly floated up from below the platform. A pair of enormous golden-red wings spread out in the wind, causing that high-spirited body to hover at the top of the platform.
The warrior attire that Ye Yinzhu had worn during the competition had disappeared, revealing the Shenyuan magic robe underneath. Wielding two swords in her hands, the golden-red wings on her back unfurled as she floated in front of Sula and Sloan, staring at the pale-faced Lord of the Dark Tower.
Deep purple flames burned continuously around his body, and at the same time, his powerful spiritual energy was also burning. Being able to fly under Sloan's pressure was already a very difficult task for Ye Yinzhu.
As the Lord of the Dark Tower, Sloan was second only to the Lord of the Radiant Tower, O 'Brien, amongst the Seven Tower Lords of Faran. He was extremely powerful, and the pressure he brought with him was enough to cause the magical elemental essence in the air to freeze.
Seeing Ye Yinzhu fly in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed through Sloan's eyes. "No wonder you are so arrogant. You do have some power. Mutated Scarlet Spirits are quite rare. What a pity. All of this can't stop your destiny. "
Ye Yinzhu coldly snorted, "My destiny is up to me, not you. If you want to kill me, then come. Let go of Sula first. "
Sloan's deathly still eyes suddenly showed a strong fluctuation of emotions. Ye Yinzhu's spiritual energy was very strong, and he was surprised to find that it was actually jealousy.
"I spent more than ten years training Sula to become a Purple rank warrior, gradually activating the true Phoenix bloodline in her body. I didn't expect that because of a moment of carelessness. I actually let you get away with it. Without the Phoenix Red Pill. How could you reach the peak of the Purple rank at such a young age? Without the Red Pill, she is no longer of use to me. She didn't listen to my orders and lost the Red Pill. I want her to suffer the greatest pain and die. I will tear you apart bit by bit in front of her. "
Sloan's voice was very calm, so calm that it was frightening. Sula, who was familiar with him, knew that every time this happened, Sloan would be in extreme anger. It's over, it's really over this time. Sula's mind had already fallen into a blank.
"Yinzhu, hurry up and leave. Hurry up and leave! "
Sula didn't know where she got the strength from, but the pure purple battle energy actually forcibly broke free from Sloan's pressure and fiercely blocked in front of him. Sloan's eyes revealed a trace of surprise. It was obvious that Sula's strength had increased quite a bit. However, in the next moment, Sula had already returned to his side. This time, he even lost the ability to speak, and could only watch in fear.
When Sula blocked Sloan, there was indeed a moment of time, but Ye Yinzhu didn't choose to leave. He knew that even if he escaped, he wouldn't be faster than Sloan.
"You're not escaping?"
Sloan looked at Ye Yinzhu, the corner of his mouth revealing a trace of a strange smile.
Ye Yinzhu said indifferently, "Why should I escape?"
Sloan smiled as if he was very happy, "Good, good. As expected, heroes come from the youth. I don't know how many years it has been since someone spoke to me like this. You are very good, very good. "
The aged voice coupled with his youthful appearance made him look even more strange.
"Praise be to Faran. Greetings, respected Master Sloan."
Masmo's voice came from below.
After experiencing his daughter's suicide and being stopped by Sloan, as well as Ye Yinzhu's appearance in front of Sloan, Masmo only came to his senses at this moment. He heard every word Sloan said very clearly. It was obvious that this Dark Tower Master wasn't only dealing with Ye Yinzhu, but also his own daughter.
Sloan's gaze swept downwards, "Masmo, you don't need to say anything. On account of the good relationship between Faran and Landias, you can leave with your people."
Masmo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Ever since he became the emperor, he had never felt so powerless. He was very clear that this seemingly young fellow in front of him was already several hundred years old. At the same time, he was also a sacred magus who could easily destroy the entire Landias City. Moreover, there was the even more terrifying Faran behind him.
However, for the sake of his daughter's life, Masmo still mustered up his courage, "Master, can you please let Phoenix go? As long as you are willing to let her go, Landias is willing to pay any price. "
The smile on Sloan's face became even wider, "It seems that Faran's decision to choose you as his partner wasn't very correct. It seems that I have to consider changing partners. Masmo, haven't you always been very cold-blooded and arrogant? Why? Are you going to ruin the future of Landias for the sake of a daughter? "
"I …"
Masmo's heart turned cold. Yes, he could give up some things for his daughter, but he would never give up on Landias. It wasn't easy for Landias to have the opportunity to unify the continent and become a true overlord. As an ambitious and ruthless person, how could he be willing to give it up?
At the same time, he couldn't watch Landias be destroyed by his own hands. As an emperor, he often had to give up many things.
"Crespo, Cruz, pass down my order. Everyone is to retreat from the drill grounds. Dispatch the army to supervise the civilians back to the city. If anyone dares to talk about today's matter, kill without mercy."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Crespo and Cruz received the order at the same time and immediately left. Everyone hoped to be able to immediately escape from Sloan's pressure. The other ministers of Landias also fled like stray dogs. Only the three grand mages looked at Sloan with reverence. The master of the Dark Tower, this was one of the true symbols of Faran!
Sloan nodded in satisfaction, "Now that's the look of an ambitious and ruthless person. Don't worry, I won't kill your daughter for the time being. She can't die yet. I've spent so much time on her, I have to get some interest back. This interest, let's start with the soul of a peak purple rank. "
As he spoke, without warning, Sloan raised his left hand towards Ye Yinzhu, and a milky white light went straight towards Ye Yinzhu's chest.
Through the perception of her soul, Ye Yinzhu clearly discovered that it wasn't just pure magic or qi, but a nearly perfect combination. Within the qi, there was a huge amount of magic elements. His heart immediately sank. Not only was the master of the Dark Tower in front of him an incomparably powerful mage, but he also had the support of qi. Moreover, the degree of his qi had already reached the height of the demigod rank.
"I didn't expect that Sloan didn't forget my teachings. I've also said the same thing to him. Lock your soul, go all out. "
Phil Jackson's voice rang in Ye Yinzhu's heart at the right time. Without a soul orb, although he was facing his hated disciple, this Master Mage of a generation didn't dare to show himself easily. Although Sloan didn't have the ability to devour his soul, once he was re-sealed, Phil Jackson knew that he would never have a chance to see the light of day again. As for whether Ye Yinzhu could resist Sloan's attack, he also didn't know, and could only pray silently.
Ye Yinzhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a faint Golden flame seemed to be burning in her eyes. On another level, only she and Sloan could see, a Golden person flashed out from between Ye Yinzhu's eyebrows. The golden light instantly shone brightly, and in an instant, it actually erased all the soul aura on the qi that Sloan had sent out.
"Huh …"
Sloan was taken aback. Seeing that Golden figure, he was momentarily surprised, and then immediately became overjoyed. What did the Golden color represent? The soul of the Unity of Man and Nature Realm was a realm that he hadn't reached after so many years of cultivation.
If he could devour this soul, it would be so beneficial to his cultivation that even the Phoenix Red Ball couldn't compare to it.
Therefore, even though the soul energy that he had casually released was erased by Ye Yinzhu, he wasn't angry. Instead, he was overjoyed. The gaze that he looked at Ye Yinzhu had already turned from icy cold to scorching hot.
A three-meter-tall figure blocked in front of Ye Yinzhu the moment that Golden soul's main body retracted, and forcibly withstood the demigod rank qi attack. Amidst the loud bang, something that shocked Sloan once again happened.
That three-meter-tall figure actually didn't move in mid-air, and wasn't hurt by his demigod rank qi at all.
Even though Sloan's major was magic, and his qi was only cultivated to increase his strength in the future, a low-rank demigod rank qi wasn't something that just anyone could withstand. When he first made his move, he already wanted to use his qi to directly destroy Ye Yinzhu's peak purple rank body, and then directly devour his soul.
Grassis rubbed his chest, and his big bald head glistened under the sunlight. "Feels good. I haven't felt this good in a long time. However, compared to that old lady from last time, it's still quite lacking. "
Although he spoke casually, a tyrannical aura was already released from his body. Ye Yinzhu wasn't a rash person. Although he didn't know that Sloan would appear today, he had already arranged an escape route before coming to express his intentions to Sula. Zi, Ming, and Grassis were all watching the battle from the outside of the drill ground. If there were any changes, they would be able to react the fastest. In Ye Yinzhu's plan, with the three divine beasts' strength, it would be easy to charge out of the drill ground. There wasn't even a city wall, so how could Landias stop the three divine beasts' charge?
"Warbeast?"
Sloan looked at Grassis, and the heat in his eyes rose. His gaze shifted to Ye Yinzhu, who had already arrived at Grassis's side. He smiled and said, "Young man, it seems that I have to recalculate your strength. No wonder you were able to obtain Sula's red ball. You really do have some strength. Warbeast, a demigod rank soul, this is a rare gift. "
"It really is a gift. And it's not just one. "
A deep voice rang out, accompanied by a thunderbolt. Sloan frowned and raised his right hand. A black shield that was only about a foot in diameter floated above his head, easily dispersing that arm-thick lightning bolt.
Another three-meter-tall gigantic figure appeared in the sky. The eyes that originally belonged to a human had already fused into a single eye. He stared at Sloan, and an aura that wasn't inferior to Glacis' gushed out. Together with Glacis, he suppressed the aura of an expert that was being released from Sloan.
"Oh? Another one. Let me guess what you are? Mountain Giant. Good. I didn't expect the ancient divine beast of the Orc race to still exist in this world. But, can you tell me, why would you submit to a weak human? "
Ye Yinzhu said coldly, "They are my companions. What submission? "
Sloan's smile became even wider. This time, it looked somewhat sincere. "Young man, I didn't expect you to be a necromancer. This is really unexpected. Although Sula is my disciple, she only learned dark martial skills. No one has inherited my powerful magic. I've changed my mind. If you become my disciple, not only can I consider letting you off, but I can even let Sula truly become your wife. "
Although they hadn't really fought yet, the strength that Ye Yinzhu had displayed had already caused Sloan, the master of the Dark Tower, to feel somewhat apprehensive. A demigod rank divine beast wasn't something that could be seen casually. Even in Faran. None of the seven tower masters had such a divine beast as a companion. Of course, for the seven tower masters of Faran, they didn't need divine beasts to assist them.
What Sloan coveted the most was. Furthermore, it was Ye Yinzhu's soul that was one with the world. Sloan wasn't confident that he could completely absorb Ye Yinzhu's soul if he just seized it. But as long as he had time, it wouldn't be a problem.
Ye Yinzhu's mouth revealed a trace of disdain. "Sloan, do you think I will believe you? If I agree to become your disciple, will you immediately ask me to offer you a part of my soul as a guarantee? "
Sloan's expression changed for the first time since he appeared. He looked sharply at Sula beside him. "You even told him this?"
Sula was restricted by Sloan, so she naturally couldn't speak. However, the expression in her eyes became somewhat strange. This was because at this moment, Sula suddenly realized that she seemed to have made a mistake. If Yinzhu had really brought all the forces of Zither City to Landias this time, then she might have had the power to fight against her teacher.
Ye Yinzhu said coldly, "You don't have to question Sula. She didn't tell me this. A scum like you who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors is also afraid of being devoured by your disciple? "
"You're courting death."
The biggest shadow in Sloan's heart could be said to be Phil Jackson. Ye Yinzhu's words immediately pierced his pain. The smile on his face became deathly still again. A tyrannical milky white light instantly erupted from his body.
In the air, an area of tens of thousands of square meters turned into a field of white Hai Yang. Whether it was Ye Yinzhu, Grassis, or Ming, all of them could clearly feel the wails of countless wronged souls in their ears. The incorporeal soul power turned into countless sharp needles, piercing the soul imprint in the depths of their souls.
Ming let out a low roar. The Mjolnir's Hammer appeared in front of him. The divine beast's soul power suddenly poured into the Mjolnir's Hammer, turning into a ball of bluish-purple lightning that barely protected his head. Grassis, on the other hand, was fine. His soul had long been sacrificed to Purple. As long as Purple's soul wasn't attacked, this kind of soul attack was ineffective against him.
Sloan had cultivated necromancy magic for hundreds of years. It was unknown how many souls he had devoured. Even the might of the Mjolnir's Hammer couldn't stop his tyrannical soul power. In the blink of an eye, Ming was already in imminent danger.
Ye Yinzhu's face revealed a pained expression. Sloan's soul power was too powerful. It was even much more powerful than Phil Jackson's. Phil Jackson's soul was drifting, while Sloan's was completely condensed. He could control it with his mind and transform it into countless forms at will to launch an attack. This incessantly stimulated her spiritual sea.
Grassis roared angrily. A milky white light shone from his body. He suddenly punched Sloan, and a spiraling milky white light with a metallic luster blasted in Sloan's direction.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Sloan's mouth. "In front of me, divine beasts are just a joke."
With a low chant, a round milky white shield appeared in the middle of Grassis's attack. All the dark elements in the air swarmed in, strengthening the milky white shield by several times. When Grassis's all-out attack reached this shield, it actually disappeared like a clay ox entering the sea. His majestic body was also bounced back by a huge force.
Sloan wasn't just a necromancer. He was also an extremely powerful dark magic magician. The necromancy he cultivated was the black soul. Although he had been devouring souls to cultivate, he didn't have the ability to possess a soul and resurrect a corpse. But once he reached the black soul level, he would be the most powerful necromancer in the world. He would be comparable to a god. It wasn't impossible for him to turn Longqinus into an undead continent.
"Hum …"
A low hum rang out at this moment, and the milky-white color on the other level quietly disappeared like snow melting in the spring. The enormous soul power that had besieged Ye Yinzhu and Ming instantly disappeared. Sloan's body swayed slightly as he was affected by the aura, and he was momentarily dazed. At this moment, a purple figure appeared behind Sloan without any warning. The purple light shone brightly and swallowed his body in an instant.
Ye Yinzhu and Purple had worked together countless times. Purple couldn't sense Sloan's condition, but Ye Yinzhu could. Therefore, when the head of the four divine beasts, Amethyst Behemoth, appeared, it was the best time to attack.
Sloan's body was torn to shreds by the tyrannical Violet Light. Not even a scrap was left. Purple reached out with his right hand and pulled Sula to the side. Without Sloan's control, Sula immediately regained her ability to move.
Sloan's body was torn to shreds, but Purple's expression didn't relax at all. He could feel that his Amethyst Greatsword hadn't cut anything solid.
"Here comes another one, Amethyst Behemoth. The legendary four divine beasts of the Orc race are only missing the Golden Beetle. Ye Yinzhu, you're really bringing me more and more surprises. "
Sloan's aged voice sounded from another direction. His body had appeared several hundred meters away. He was coldly staring at Ye Yinzhu, the three divine beasts, and Sula.
To be able to use the most basic puppet spell of the dark magic to break her and Purple's lock-on, Ye Yinzhu knew that Sloan's dark magic had reached the peak. Given his strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to cast a forbidden spell casually.
As if to verify Ye Yinzhu's thoughts, black spears with milky-white mageweaths slowly appeared beside Sloan. Each spear didn't appear very fast, but it didn't stop. Every time the milky-white light rose, the air would shatter, and even Sloan's figure couldn't be seen clearly.
Actually, Sloan was also very surprised. Being forced to use the puppet spell had already infuriated him. Although he wasn't hurt, it was the first time in a hundred years that he had to flee in another direction in such a pathetic manner. At that moment, his eyes were fixed on Ye Yinzhu's hands. To be precise, he was staring at the zither in Ye Yinzhu's arms that was emitting a special aura. It had seven-colored strings, a dark gold body, and a unique aura of Dragons.
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