Seeing Ye Qingxuan holding the broken stone plate in his arms, closing his eyes and meditating, the chaotic ether fluctuations quickly subsided. After entering the ether cycle, the masters watching from a distance couldn't help but whisper.
Although they didn't know Ye Qingxuan's plan, they had vaguely guessed it over the past few days. Just a little bit of it made them feel ridiculous and unbelievable.
"Do you think it can be done?"
"have no idea."
"It's incredible no matter how you think about it." The old master had a conservative view on this: "There has been no shortage of such strange ideas since ancient times, but there are only a few people who can achieve them."
"uncertain."
The musician who was the first to achieve the scepter shook his head: "His background is too strong, even the ordinary scepter is inferior. If he is willing to achieve it, then he can achieve it."
"But don't forget, this is Guixu."
Everyone fell silent.
"Yes, Guixu."
Master Oden sighed softly.
The material world and the etheric world overlap here, the Great Source is projected here, and the natural disasters in the embryo rewrite the rules—no achievement can circumvent the will of the original kings.
Rise to the stars or fall to hell...
Everything will be decided by the kings.
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Ye Qingxuan saw the ocean.
Frozen ocean.
The endless world is empty, only the frozen ocean extends to the end of perception, and pale colors cover everything.
That was his music theory frozen by Guixu, the chapter of his destiny.
"It's time for change."
His will moved in the sky, and with his will, the ice sea cracked, and countless music theories emerged from it, bursting out, turning into flames, rising slowly, and dispersed in the sky.
The majestic melody slowly sounded.
Then appeared the strings of the Nine-Sky Ring.
The strings disintegrated into pure music theory and turned into the power engraved in Ye's bloodline - Ladder to Heaven.
It spans seven series and operates smoothly.
This is the best foundation and architecture, and will also be the main body of the Ethernet.
But Ye Qingxuan never thought that after going round and round, he would be back to the beginning, entrusting everything to the Jiuxiao Huanpei.
It's just that things are different now than in the past.
Under Ye Qingxuan's will, the music theory of Tianlai rapidly increased in value. Amidst the melodious sound of the piano, the shadow of the guqin loomed, and then quickly shattered. After being broken, it turned into countless silver streams of light, crisscrossing the void world, and Countless music theories connected in one place.
The Chapter of Moonlight turned into the bright moon, rising from the night, the Philosopher's Stone became the earth, laying the foundation with life, and natural disasters resonated with the forces of all directions, forming the first wind, and promoting the first cycle of music theory...
In the collision of countless music theories, a series of fierce lights and loud sounds evolved, and in the end, they were unified in the huge system by the Nine Heavens Ring.
At the end of the day, the Ethernet is about to reveal its rudimentary form.
Ye Qingxuan looked happy and was about to try to run, but suddenly felt that he was starting to sink...
Sinking deeper.
"What are you doing?"
He froze.
The sudden accident plunged him into confusion and shock.
And in his arms, a warm feeling suddenly came - he could feel that the broken stone plate of Guixu was glowing with the light of flames.
Immediately afterwards, something came out of the blue and struck...
He opened his eyes again.
Saw the solemn palace.
He was still sitting in his original place, but in front of the stone chair was a row of stone railings. The other people in the hall have disappeared without a trace, and the weeds that emerged from the gaps are also missing.
The ruins of the ruined hall have now been restored to completeness. Reliefs and patterns carved from obsidian are hung on the dome and stone pillars.
Behind him, a door had been opened, as if he pushed open the heavy door and stepped in.
But in front of him, at the end of the hall, there was a new golden door that was tightly closed. Countless music theories showed their shapes and were wrapped around it. It was his etheric network.
The flames hung high in the sky like the scorching sun.
Six red long flags hang down from the surroundings, each with a different emblem, either thorns, frost, or iron moon...
The figures of the original kings appeared in front of their respective flags, high above them, like judges, looking down at Ye Qingxuan. The flame of obsession is still burning in the empty **** eyes.
They laid the foundation for the first era of mankind and created the golden age of mankind. After death, their obsession never left, and they still threw themselves into the ruins. They once again transformed into their original appearance and appeared in front of Ye Qingxuan, looking at Everything about him.
Ye Qingxuan wanted to get up, but at some point, he found that his hands were already shackled with dark shackles.
He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh softly.
"Oh! What is this?" He looked up at the figures of the original kings: "A trial? Do I need to defend myself for a period of innocence?"
"Silence, mortal!"
All the original kings spoke in unison: "All words are powerless, the weighing is about to begin, you just need to wait for the results!"
"Weighing?"
Ye Qingxuan looked up at them: "Do you need me to stand on the big scale?"
No one responded.
There was silence.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and he coughed twice and added: "I mean... if anything happens, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
At that moment, movement burst out.
At the end of the hall, the golden door roared.
A huge scale emerged from it, with ancient and majestic emblems hanging high on both sides of the scale.
On the left side of the scale, there are shadows of chaos from countless music theories, but an unchanging order is always revealed in the chaos. In the end, it transforms into a vague Rubik's cube, which is the core of the etheric network, Ye Qingxuan's destiny chapter.
But the right side of the scale was empty.
As a result, the balance quickly tipped.
In an instant, the flames went out.
Everything was plunged into darkness.
But in the darkness, fierce electric light burst out from the eyes of the original kings, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's astonished expression.
Their voices echoed into the hall like thunder, and the terrifying impact almost tore Ye Qingxuan into pieces.
"What a emptiness!"
The King of the Sun shouted angrily: "You have no glory in your heart! How can human beings have degenerated so much after a thousand years?"
"hypocrite!"
Sage Iron Moon shook his head, "All your good deeds are only for self-fulfillment. You only love yourself."
The Lord of the Golden Palace shook his head in disappointment: "Selfish, regardless of the overall situation!"
The Emperor of Cathay, wearing a high crown and black robe, cast an indifferent gaze: "Escape from obligations and betray responsibilities!"
Augustus, holding the scepter, closed his eyes: "Deny the gods and refuse the sacrifice!"
The unknown king in white sighed, "Rebellious and embarrassing to the general public."
In the dead silence, terrifying pressure fell from the sky, exerting itself on Ye Qingxuan's will, whipping his consciousness again and again, making it almost impossible for him to survive.
"Back off, offender!"
The original kings unanimously judged: "You are not qualified to receive this power, and everything you have is of no value to this world - you do not deserve it!"
boom!
Ye Qingxuan's whole body was shaken and his consciousness was scattered.
Exposed, the body became erratic, like a candle in the wind. But from the beginning to the end, he never completely retreated and completely dissipated as declared by the original kings.
He's still here.
Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and slowly wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, his voice hoarse.
"Your Majesty, there is a saying that I said a long time ago: I don't owe this world..."
He raised his head and looked at the oldest dead with cold eyes:
"—The world owes me."
collapse!
On his hands, the black iron shackles fell apart, turned into iron sand, rustled down, and dissipated in mid-air.
He stood up slowly, resisting the terrifying crushing force from Guixu, proudly raised his head and puffed out his chest, even though his bones were whining and about to fall apart.
"The world has changed, your majesties. A new era is coming, but the new era does not belong to you."
He made a hoarse voice: "Old people can't see the current situation clearly, and they don't know where the future is. It's not your fault - but if you want to be liked, you should retire obediently, give up your position, and don't be a burden. .”
Amidst the angry shouts of the kings, Ye Qingxuan warned coldly: "Now, please open the door. Otherwise... go back to your own grave!"