Amidst the sorrowful atmosphere, a pitch-black figure slowly walked out of the forest. His aura was abnormally gloomy, and the only thing that could be felt was sorrow.
"Why is this' madman 'here as well? This is going to be troublesome. I heard that this madman is very strange. The aura he emits can make people involuntarily feel sad and enter a strange state of sadness. Moreover, those who dare to attack him all die in a strange way. They don't die at the hands of the enemy, but one by one, they commit suicide."
"I heard that this person is called Di Shitian. He once took out two bottles of 'Monkey Wine' in the Zither Valley to buy Pill Arts and Pill Recipes. If he can take out such precious Monkey Wine so casually, his identity must not be simple. He's fine outside, but I don't know why, but when he entered the Zither Realm, he went crazy."
"When this' madman 'comes, we're going to be in trouble. Ancestor, please don't let him say the word' sorrowful '. If he says' sorrowful ', we're going to be in trouble."
Seeing Sakra walking out of the forest and arriving in front of the Heavenly Lake, almost half of the cultivators hid far away with fear on their faces. During this period of time, the news about Sakra had already spread like wildfire, and some superficial information about him had also been spread. However, they only knew about what had happened in the Zither Sound Valley, and nothing else was known about him.
Now, he had become a person that everyone was afraid of and kept a respectful distance from.
During this period of time, the number of cultivators who died at the hands of Di Shitian was not small. They died in an extremely strange way. Almost all of them died by their own hands. They committed suicide with a sorrowful look on their faces.
Such a scene made people shudder. Who would dare to approach him? If it wasn't for the fact that there was something strange about the Heavenly Lake and that it might be the biggest secret of the Zither Realm, these people would have turned around and left as usual. They wouldn't have stayed for even a moment.
"What a heavy sense of sorrow!"
Di Shitian only stood quietly by the side of the Heavenly Lake. A rare trace of clarity appeared in his eyes amidst the endless sorrow. He listened to the melodious zither music from the Heavenly Lake, feeling the natural and peaceful aura of the zither music. He did not move at all. Although he stood still, he did not wander around in grief like he did in the past. This was the first time such a situation had happened since he was eroded by the endless grief contained in the pulse of grief. It was very different from the rest.
The other cultivators tried to avoid Di Shitian, but Wu Wudi, who was closest to him, did not. He cultivated the Martial Dao and walked the path of martial arts cultivation. Martial arts cultivation was a cultivator who dared to fight any powerful thing and did not submit to anything. If one did not even face it and directly retreated, they would never be able to understand the true meaning of martial arts cultivation. Therefore, others retreated, but he did not. He allowed the wisps of sorrow to spread and land on his body.
Feeling the sadness in it, his body could not help but tremble. With an unusually serious expression, he spat out a sentence. His gaze towards Sakra was suddenly different. Although the sadness was strong, how could the sadness that was naturally emitted now corrode Wu Wudi's firm heart as a martial artist? But it also brought him a different kind of shock.
Di Shitian's arrival not only shocked Wu Wudi, but also caused Shui Wuhen and Lu Ziling to look sideways at the same time. They unconsciously focused their attention on him.
It didn't take long for all the remaining Cultivators in the Zither Realm to gather in front of the Celestial Pond. There weren't many of them. Over the past few days, there had only been about two hundred Cultivators. The rest had all perished in the Zither Realm.
However, although most of the cultivators had arrived, the melodious sound of the guqin in the air was crisp and pleasing to the ear. It was natural and peaceful, and no one had the urge to attack. It was as if the thought of fighting to the death had not arisen in them at all. They just quietly listened to the sound of nature and could not help but be intoxicated by it.
"Ding dong! — — "
The sound of the guqin stopped here. The originally peaceful atmosphere gradually dissipated in the air with the sound of the guqin.
"Ah!"
When the sound of the guqin stopped, Di Shitian's eyes, which had regained some clarity, immediately began to sink into depravity again. Slowly, he was about to be covered by that irresistible sorrow again. Instinctively, a kind of irritation surged in his heart. A kind of destructive fear surged in his heart. His eyes looked toward the depths of the heavenly lake, and a strong sense of possessiveness flashed in his eyes.
"Find it, find the sound of the guqin, find the sound of the guqin …"
The last trace of clarity in Di Shitian's eyes told him instinctively that he had to find the sound of the guqin. He had to find the sound of the guqin just now. Otherwise, he would be in great danger. He would be destroyed and consigned to eternal damnation.
This kind of fear and strong desire immediately made him raise his head abruptly. He opened his mouth and let out a loud roar. This roar was not the long roar of a human, but the sorrowful roar of a tiger.
As the Tiger Roar came out, circles of invisible ripples spread out instantly. The sound waves spread out in all directions like a tide. With him as the center, there were traces of distorted ripples in the air. On the ground, all the grass, trees, soil, and stones bounced up in an instant and exploded. Even the ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble.
The domineering tiger's roar instantly reached the ears of all the cultivators. All the cultivators' faces changed. They became abnormally pale and their bodies trembled violently. Their eyes were filled with shock as they looked at Di Shitian.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
This tiger's roar targeted the demonic souls in the heavenly lake. As long as the demonic souls were below the Foundation Establishment Stage, they all exploded and dissipated on the spot. Their Soul Essences rushed into their respective musical instruments. In almost an instant, the number of demonic souls in the heavenly lake was reduced by half.
Then, a trace of incomparable determination appeared in Di Shitian's eyes. This determination was something that the endless sorrow in his body could not cover up. It was abnormally crazy. His body shot out like a sharp arrow from a bow. He dashed forward and stepped into the water of the heavenly lake. The water of the heavenly lake was able to withstand the terrifying power contained in this step. Immediately, a rainbow-colored pillar of water shot up into the air.
Step by step, Xiao Chen stepped on the surface of the water, causing waves of terrifying loud noises to erupt from the pool. At an unknown time, numerous pitch-black blades had appeared in a flash beside Xiao Chen. They quickly revolved around Xiao Chen's body and danced around him in a mysterious trajectory. Looking at the number of 'Demonic Mist Blades', Xiao Chen had already broken through to twenty. It seemed to be flying in the air without any pattern, but it was protecting him from head to toe.
In an instant, the twenty Demon Mist Blades around Di Shitian flew up and down. Blade light flashed around him, making him look like a porcupine. His eyes flashed with madness and sorrow. He looked like he would kill any god or Buddha that stood in his way. Without hesitation, he charged towards the countless demonic souls.
"Trespassers of the heavenly lake, die!"
In the middle of the demonic souls, there were three demonic souls with exceptionally dignified auras. They looked like a man and two women. The two women were holding a zither and a pipa. The man was holding a purple drum in his hand. Judging by the aura of the musical instruments in their hands, it was obvious that they were not ordinary instruments. The quality of the instruments was even higher.
However, their expressions were cold and emotionless. Seeing Di Shitian charging ferociously towards them, the three demonic souls shouted without holding back. Their eyes were filled with killing intent.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
The demonic souls in the heavenly lake moved in an instant. Streaks of killing intent fell on Di Shitian like sharp arrows. They attacked with their hands. All kinds of musical instruments sounded at the same time. The sound of the pipa, the zither, the flute, and all kinds of musical instruments could be heard at this moment. Moreover, when these sounds came out, they turned into sound blades of various sizes.
They bombarded Di Shitian together.
One could imagine the scene. With so many demonic souls forming sound blades to attack together, there were thousands of them. They were like heavenly girls scattering flowers, covering the sky and earth. Even if there was a mountain in front of him, it would be cut into countless pieces by these sharp sound blades.
The terrifying killing intent seemed to have frozen the air around them.
"Zither Sound, Zither Sound, I need to find Zither Sound."
There was only one thought in Di Shitian's mind. Facing the whistling attack, he did not dodge at all. He raised his head crazily and the demonic qi in his body surged to his throat like a tide.
"Roar!"
An earth-shattering tiger roar rang out once again. This tiger roar contained a huge amount of Demonic Qi. This roar was even more terrifying than the previous one. The surrounding water seemed to have been thrown with countless bundles of explosives. It exploded with a loud bang. Countless water pillars shot up into the sky. All of the sound waves spread out, and in an instant, the sound waves turned into blades.
The sound blades that were as thin as cicada's wings were pitch-black. After they were formed, they immediately attacked the earth-shattering sound blades.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Roar!"
Before the tiger roar ended, the second one followed. At this moment, the Demon-refining Cauldron in the Demonic Abode in his body seemed to have been injected with a stimulant. It spun crazily at an unprecedented speed, bringing out a sparkling belt of light around the cauldron. A vortex appeared. A terrifying devouring force was emitted, crazily absorbing all the energy around his body. Then, the energy was converted by the Demon-refining Cauldron and poured into his body through the Demonic Veins.
Fierce, ferocious. These were no longer enough to describe how terrifying Di Shitian was at this moment.
He, who had sunk into madness and sorrow, had formed his first Demonic Vein. In this state of unconsciousness, he was unbelievably fierce. Tiger roars came one after another, and countless sound blades swept out in all directions.
When they collided with the sound blades released by the demonic souls, it was as if an ocean had crashed into a river. In an instant, the sound blades were crushed. Countless sound blades were destroyed on the spot. Furthermore, the sound blades formed by the tiger roar pressed down on the demonic souls like a tidal wave.
The air seemed to be twisting and the surface of the water was constantly exploding. The terrifying scene was truly terrifying to the point that it could make any Core Formation cultivator's face turn pale and their mind tremble. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator, in front of such a crazy Sakra, would have to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
At this moment, Di Shitian … was invincible! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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