Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

The tears had flowed subconsciously. Not only Yi Tu, but those that were still conscious in the area—except for Qi Qingchen—had all started to cry. Many did not even realize that they were tearing.

Besides those Titled Battle Gods with powerful soul spirits, many people also became dead still. As they listened to the zither, they felt as if they were dreaming. They dreamed as if they had become a child, watching as their own mothers were taken from them. No matter how much they tried to pursue and find them, they only saw their mothers disappearing in the distance, vanishing from view. They were left in the wilderness running frantically, crying.

To be able to be seated here, everyone’s temperament was naturally incredibly strong. Many had experienced upheavals and turbulences and were seasoned when it came to facing life’s ups and downs. By right, they would not have been so easily affected by a mere zither’s melody, much less crying in public.

Yi Tu was quite bewildered by this. He thought for a moment and concluded that there was something special about Jiang Yi’s playing that could change one’s temperament stealthily, affecting one’s emotions and train of thought.

“There is something strange going on with this melody…”

Yi Tu listened for a while more and finally found out what was strange. His eyes flashed cold as he looked towards Qi Qingchen’s pavilion and sent a voice transmission: “Qingchen, this lad has actually realized quintessence?”

“I wouldn’t call it realized…”

Qi Qingchen’s reply floated by as she explained: “He had a fateful encounter in the Dao Heaven Mystic Realm and had memorized a rhythm in it. I think he himself does not understand the true essence behind this rhythm. He has only merged it into his playing, amplifying the power behind it. His Divine Sound nomological mystical ability is at a very advanced level. If he could completely realize this quintessence, his future is… bright beyond measure!”

“This lad’s luck is incredible!”

Yi Tu looked at Jiang Yi with jealousy and envy. Yi Tu had long become a peak-stage God Thearch. However, as he had not realized quintessence, he had not been able to make the last step to become King-Ranked. His father, the Phantom King, had once said that if he still could not realize it in the next ten years—even till the moment of his death, Yi Tu would no longer be able to grow any stronger.

Yi Tu stopped his voice transmissions as he started to really focus on Jiang Yi’s playing, hoping to gain a sliver of understanding from it for him to realize quintessence.

Besides those that had been knocked unconscious, all the young masters and young mistresses also ‘died’ at this moment. This included Jiang Xiaonu within her pavilion. Especially the young mistresses… their tears were falling like a river.

Qi Qingchen’s eyes also steadily grew glazed as a sorrowful look appeared on her face.

She had not actually been affected by the zither but had finally understood something. She could hear the story behind the playing and finally knew why Jiang Yi wanted to go and see Yi Piaopiao and why he had been so reckless at the eighteenth level of the Saint Prison!

Yi Piaopiao had been Qi Qingchen’s idol. When she was born, Yi Piaopiao had already been the number-one beauty in the Earth Domain. She was extremely gifted while her personality was very fiery; she had done many astounding and incredible things. From young, Qi Qingchen had heard of stories of Yi Piaopiao growing up and had also idolized her. Qi Qingchen also did her best to one day become someone like Yi Piaopiao.

In the end, Qi Qingchen succeeded. Not only had she overtaken Yi Piaopiao to become the number-one beauty, but she had also become sisters with Yi Piaopiao. Their relationship had been very good, and she knew very well what had happened to Yi Piaopiao after that. She knew that Yi Piaopiao had fallen in love with a mortal from the Lower Domain, had gotten married, and even gave birth to a son.

Jiang Yi’s playing now was depicting a scene of a child watching as his own mother had been taken away, of a child desperately searching for her. This playing contained an unbearable amount of pain, hatred, and longing.

Qi Qingchen connected the dots together and finally understood that Jiang Yi was Yi Piaopiao’s son!

She also grew extremely sad as if somewhat understanding what Jiang Yi was feeling. She knew that his journey had been harsh and how helplessly painful and sorrowful he felt, not being able to do anything while his mother was being pressured at the foot of a mountain.

Buzz!

Suddenly—

Light started to shine from the Saint Spirit Mountain to the south and startled Yi Tu, Qi Qingchen, and the others. Yi Tu immediately sent his divine senses over as his face changed. Qi Qingchen swiftly sent a voice transmission: “What has happened?”

“I am not sure!”

Yi Tu’s brows were knitted as he thought for a while and replied: “I think someone in the Saint Prison is now violently attacking the prison doors, resulting in the restrictions of the Saint Spirit Mountain sounding out. Perhaps my sister… has gone mad?”

Buzz!

Jiang Yi’s eyes suddenly opened at this moment as his playing stopped. He looked at the glowing Saint Spirit Mountain, eyes dazed as his body started to violently shake. Suddenly, a child-like smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that Yi Piaopiao had heard him playing; Yi Piaopiao knew… that he had come for her!

The restrictions on the Saint Spirit Mountain shone for a moment and grew dim once again. Jiang Yi’s eyes fell on his zither and created a very crisp sound. He stared longingly at the Saint Spirit Mountain as if picturing a woman trying her best to stand within the cavern, sprawling on the stone-cold walls as she cried out his name.

A man should not cry this easily until his heart was broken!

Jiang Yi never liked to show his own fragile side to others. This time, he could not resist anymore.

Thinking of Yi Piaopiao shouting his name within the Saint Prison, her eyes full of tears; a sudden rage filled Jiang Yi. His eyes grew red as his hand started to play the zither again with renewed vigor.

That extremely turbulent melody rang out again, bringing with it an unlimited amount of rage, hatred, and murderous intent. Jiang Yi wanted to use his playing to demonstrate his rage and his wrath to the entire Phantom Race!

“Jiang Yi, stop!”

Mo Lingqiu’s voice transmission rang out. Yi Tu also shouted, “Alright, stop!”

Jiang Yi did not care about the two as his playing quickened even more. Mo Lingqiu and Yi Tu’s howls once again rang out, “Are you mad? Hurry up and stop!”

Swish!

Mo Lingqiu flew out from his pavilion as Yi Tu’s aura surged and he was prepared to stop Jiang Yi. The two had to do something now. Many in the spectators’ stands were about to go on a riot; even the formidable martial artists from the Phantom Race could not withstand for long. If this continued, the entire battle arena would be washed with blood.

“Pfff!”

Jiang Yi suddenly looked to the skies as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His hands moved manically fast on the zither as light seemed to flash in his mind. Xiaozhuan characters started to appear, and Yi Tu and Mo Lingqiu’s speeds suddenly became slower. Their soul spirits were being assaulted by powerful soul spirit attacks; they were being impacted greatly.

Swish!

Qi Qingchen floated out and shot straight for Jiang Yi. She was stopping Jiang Yi not because a riot was about to ensue but because Jiang Yi was about to experience Qi deviation. If he continued his playing, Jiang Yi was going to die.

Boom!

Qi Qingchen had not even reached Jiang Yi when the strings on the zither suddenly exploded as he once again spat out fresh blood and collapsed on the zither. This zither was a very powerful treasure, but even it could no longer withstand Jiang Yi’s playing. The moment the string broke, the wooden bench below it started to crack heavily and finally exploded into a fine powder!

Roar! Wu! Chi! Howl!

Thunderous roars rang out simultaneously as it struck everyone’s core. The howls were so loud that it could be heard in a five-million-kilometers radius. Even the Saint Spirit Mountain shook a little at those cries as a terrifying beast aura enveloped a five-million-kilometers radius.

The four divine beasts that have not woken up since the previous Phantom King had passed away have actually woken up now.

The Four Beasts’ Unison Roar!