When he looked at Lu Ziling, he glanced at the other cultivators except for Wu Wudi and Shui Wuhen. He found that most of them involuntarily looked at him after hearing Lu Ziling's question. Moreover, there was a look of anticipation in their eyes. Obviously, they were also very concerned about this question.
The Verdant Zither was in his hands, but would he really be so stupid to tell others about it? If it had been before, before the formation of the meridian of sorrow, he might have given the zither to the Qin Family as he had originally planned. But now, in order to suppress the hidden dangers in his body, he did not even intend to tell the Qin Family about the existence of the Verdant Zither. How could he reveal it to others?
How could Di Shitian be so stupid? A cold light flashed in his eyes and shot directly into Lu Ziling's. He said indifferently, "Who are you? What right do you have to question me? Not to mention that I have never seen the Verdant Zither. Even if I had seen it and obtained it, why should I tell you?" As he spoke, a strong majestic aura emanated from his body without any concealment. It pressed down on Lu Ziling like an avalanche. This aura was the natural majesty of the king of beasts. As the king of the Myriad Demon Valley, it was the aura of a superior being that had been cultivated bit by bit.
At this moment, although Di Shitian was standing in front of him, his whole person was like an incomparably tall mountain. People could only look up to him and could not stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Most of this aura pressed down on Lu Ziling, but a small part of it spread out in all directions. The other cultivators felt it and involuntarily took a few steps back. Even Wu Wudi and Shui Wuhen's eyes lit up. The way they looked at Di Shitian changed again. It was very different.
Wu Wudi felt a burst of heroism rise in his heart. He thought to himself, "Good, good, good. Di Shitian is really a good opponent. Just this aura alone makes my fighting spirit stir. I must find a chance to fight with him. Otherwise, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Shui Wuhen also thought to herself, "This aura, if he is not a natural king or has been in a high position for a long time, he will never have such majesty. Although it is a little faint, it is somewhat similar to my father's. His identity is definitely not simple." "Such a person is worth befriending. He will definitely be helpful to my Aquamoon Paradise."
Others might not know, but he knew very well that this kind of aura was definitely not something an ordinary person could possess. That kind of aura of a high position could only be slowly cultivated by those who were truly in that position. There was no way to pretend.
Lu Ziling's expression changed when the pressure fell on him. It was as if a few heavy mountains had suddenly appeared on his body. The terrifying aura made it difficult for him to even breathe.
Clang!
However, he was, after all, a sword cultivator whose attack power could be compared to a martial cultivator. Under this kind of terrifying pressure, his body suddenly trembled. From his body, a swift and fierce sword intent burst forth. This sword intent was incomparably sharp, as if it could split a mountain in half. It quickly resisted the pressure outside his body. Although it couldn't completely resist it, at least he could still stand in front of Sakra.
"Hmph, why? Because my Profound Heart Sword Sect is one of the top sects in the cultivation world. Because my master is the Great Elder of the Profound Heart Sword Sect. I, Lu Ziling, am an elite disciple of the sect." With every sentence Lu Ziling spoke, the sword intent on his body became sharper, and even his back seemed to be straighter. With an arrogant face, he looked at Di Shi Tian in disdain. He was full of self-satisfaction.
"A person who only knows how to rely on the sect behind him. When he meets a strong enemy, he only knows how to use his sect as his backing. Such a person is nothing more than a conceited and useless coward." Di Shitian sneered, "So what if you have a sect behind you? If you provoke me, I, Di Shitian, will kill you like a weed."
When the last sentence was spat out, it was as cold as a gust of wind, chilling one to the bone.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
With a shake of his body, over twenty pitch-black crescent-shaped blades rapidly condensed from within his body. Each and every one of these blades were flickering with a cold light. Once they appeared, they quickly danced around Sakra's body. These were all Demonic Mist Blades, condensed from Demonic Qi. However, the Demonic Mist Blades that appeared now were a little strange. They weren't emitting Demonic Qi, but a sense of sorrow. If someone were to examine it carefully, they would discover that under this sorrow, there was a strong Demonic Qi hidden within.
Di Shitian naturally wouldn't be so foolish as to reveal his demonic aura in front of so many cultivators. Wouldn't that be telling everyone that he was a demon, a member of the demon race? At that time, it would be very difficult for him to leave this place. That was why he had wrapped the Demon Mist Blade in a thick layer of sorrow. Under the cover of the sorrow, his demonic aura wouldn't be revealed.
Once the Demonic Mist Blades were condensed, they immediately slashed towards Lu Ziling without any hesitation. Furthermore, they didn't hold back in the slightest. Twenty blades blasted out at the same time. From top to bottom, they completely covered Lu Ziling's entire body from top to bottom, covering every angle. This kind of attack was completely intended to completely annihilate him in one strike.
Those who oppose me must die. Otherwise, if they didn't kill the tiger, they would leave behind future troubles!
Looking at Lu Ziling's appearance, how could Di Shitian not know that Lu Ziling's heart would definitely be filled with jealousy and hatred towards him. Perhaps Lu Ziling couldn't do anything to him, but if he returned to the sect and beat up the young, and the old came out, then he wouldn't be able to handle it. Perhaps there would be great danger. This was originally the specialty of some immortal cultivation sects.
"Since you dare to make the first move."
When Lu Ziling saw the Demon Mist Blade that drew out streaks of black light and directly covered him, his expression finally changed. His hand instantly landed on the ancient sword on his back. It had to be said that although he was a loathsome person, he was able to reach the position of an elite disciple in the Mystic Heart Sword Sect. The cultivation in his hands was definitely not fake.
With a twist of his wrist, the ancient sword was suddenly unsheathed.
"Thousand Splitting Sword Art!"
His body emitted a sharp sword intent. With a twist of the sword, it seemed as if the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth had all turned into sword qi and surged into the sword. Like lightning, thousands of swords suddenly appeared beside him. These swords were all exactly the same. It was as if in an instant, his ancient sword had suddenly split apart, and his entire body was covered by thousands of swords. His entire body was like a hedgehog covered with needles.
"Ding ding ding!"
Amidst a wave of rapid collisions, the thousand ancient swords that covered Lu Ziling's body were annihilated one after another. Sword Qi flew out and bombarded the stone walls in the surroundings. It was very strange, the stone walls were actually not damaged in the slightest. It was incomparably strange. In the blink of an eye, the thousand ancient swords were annihilated, and the twenty Demonic Mist Blades were annihilated as well.
In the end, there was only one blade left. Moreover, its light was dim, as if it could be destroyed at any time. This blade slashed across in an instant, and with a 'pu' sound, it cut a deep wound on Lu Ziling's left arm. Blood began to flow out with a splash.
"Today, I, Lu Ziling, will not let you go." A trace of deep hatred flashed in Lu Ziling's eyes. Looking at the wound on his arm, his killing intent was even more awe-inspiring. The ancient sword in his hand moved, and he was about to pounce on Di Shitian to fight to the death.
"Wait, I think this is only a small matter. Both of you are young geniuses. It is not worth it to fight to the death over such a small matter." Just at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared between Sakra and Lu Ziling as he hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade them. Looking at the simple fan in her hand, who else could it be but Shui Wuhen?
"Hehe, Young Noble Shui is right. Both of you have a bright future ahead of you. Why are you trying to kill each other here?" Not only Shui Wuhen, at this time, even if Shui Wuhen stood in front of him, Indra might not listen and would definitely fight to the death. However, when the second voice came out, it made all the cultivators in the cave tremble at the same time. Indra frowned, and the majestic aura that was originally emitting couldn't help but be withdrawn back into his body.
At the entrance of the cave, an old man with a long flute in his hand smiled at the cultivators in the cave. This person was very familiar to all the cultivators here. He was none other than Elder Xiao of the Qin Family's Flute and Flute Two Elders.
"Everyone, including the time you spent in the Heart Tempering Song in the outer domain of the zither domain, tomorrow is the one-month deadline. Because I am afraid that something will happen to you, the Family Head specially arranged for me to come and lead you out of the zither domain. As for whether Mr Di has obtained the Verdant Zither or not, as long as you leave the zither domain, you will know clearly."
Elder Xiao said with a smile.
But in his heart, he secretly said, "That was close. Fortunately, the Patriarch predicted that there might be a dispute in the Zither Realm. Previously, a Bloodstained Coat with a deep background died in the Zither Realm. It was already very troublesome. If these two were to fight now, no matter who died, they would be in big trouble this time. Fortunately, I came in time.
Although the Qin Family was not afraid of any enemies, no one wanted to have trouble.
"Since everyone was able to make it this far in the zither domain, you must have obtained many treasures that you could not have imagined before. Don't worry, the Qin Family has already made it clear that whoever obtains these treasures will have their own opportunities. The Qin Family will not take them back. Now, please follow me to the Illusory Door of Nothingness and leave this place first."
As soon as Elder Xiao said this, most of the people in the cave were immediately filled with joy. When they obtained those weapon embryos earlier, they were faintly worried that the Qin Family would take them back. Now that there was a guarantee, that was to say, what they obtained in their hands was their own. With these weapon embryos, the dangers they experienced in the zither domain were worth it.
"Humph!!"
Lu Ziling looked at Di Shitian and snorted heavily. A trace of hatred flashed in the corner of his eyes. Obviously, he would not let him go in the future.
Sakra furrowed his brows inwardly as he glanced deeply at Elder Xiao. If it wasn't for his sudden arrival, as long as they fought together, he would have a way to make Lu Ziling stay here. Now, he was afraid that he would bring another enemy.
[Tomorrow is the seventh month, I would like to ask for everyone's guaranteed monthly votes tomorrow to help me charge into the monthly votes list once again. Brothers, Di Shi Tian wants to proclaim himself as the ancestor, so he needs the monthly votes, this divine weapon, as a weapon. Once he reaches the top of the monthly votes list, the protagonist will be able to hold onto the Tiger Soul.]
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