Chapter 649: 649
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Ye Futian gazed at Lian Yuqing . When he'd entered the Law Rank three years ago, Lian Yuqing had been extremely proud and arrogant . When he'd defeated Yun Feng, he'd injured him with musical sorcery . This was the beginning of their conflict . At the end-of-the-year battle, Ye Futian had invited him to listen to Ukiyo and defeated him with musical sorcery .
That day, he'd seen Lian Yuqing follow him into the Guqin Valley . He'd wanted to enter Liu Kuangsheng's relic, but had been powerless . He'd felt Lian Yuqing's sadness that day . It was obviously uncomfortable for a pride to be passed over by Ye Futian .
Lian Yuqing seemed to have been cultivating in private for the past two years . However, after Ye Futian returned from Alchemy City and became first on the Law Rank, Lian Yuqing jumped out again . Jieyu had said unhappily that Lian Yuqing had declared before Sage Daozang that the Law Rank was so casual now .
Their rivalry had already been created . Clearly, Lian Yuqing hadn't moved on from it yet .
Chuckling, Ye Futian said, "Then I'll make it easy for you . "
Everyone's eyes flashed at Ye Futian's words . Would they see another incredible musical sorcery battle? It would be different from two years ago . Now, Ye Futian was first on the Law Rank while Lian Yuqing was fifth . The musical battle between them would be a top fight between musical sorcery Nobles of the palace .
"Ukiyo . " Many people still thought about Ukiyo, one of the top musical pieces . It was filled with emperor's intent .
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Seeing that Ye Futian agreed to the battle, Lian Yuqing smiled faintly . "In that case," he said, "let me experience Ukiyo again . "
Ye Futian stood up . Yu Sheng retreated to the edge of the Battle Sage Pavilion, standing quietly behind Ye Futian .
There, Ye Futian looked down at Lian Yuqing . Ukiyo? Smiling, he said, "Back then, I was a Grade Eight Noble . To prove myself in a battle of musical sorcery, I played Ukiyo . Now, you are no longer qualified to hear it . "
Everyone had been hoping to hear this musical piece . When Ye Futian said that, everyone's eyes froze in his direction, staring at the figure in the air with shock .
What a slap to the face…
They gazed at Lian Yuqing . As expected, Lian Yuqing's expression was very ugly at the moment . Ye Futian had humiliated him publicly . However, this seemed to be how Ye Futian was . Just as he had said, he never had to prove anything to those who doubted him . Now, he was first on the Law Rank . Even if Lian Yuqing challenged him, he still arrogantly said that Lian Yuqing didn't deserve to hear Ukiyo .
"I will hear it," Lian Yuqing said . Then his Guqin Spirit appeared . He sat cross-legged on the ground and gradually rose up to hover in the air . His entire temperament changed . Ye Futian didn't move . He sat down on the edge of the Battle Sage Pavilion . His Guqin Spirit appeared . He seemed to be playing on the edge of a cliff . Seeing this, many people felt that it made a great picture . This was especially because Ye Futian's temperament was extraordinary . His handsome figure made many people sigh in awe . He was such an attractive person and also had unparalleled talent . No wonder he was surrounded by beauties .
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When Xiang Zhiqin saw Ye Futian, she thought of how Hua Jieyu had said she'd understand one day when she'd suspected that Hua Jieyu had misjudged Ye Futian . Now, she seemed to understand .
"After Ukiyo from the battle two years ago, I've learned a new song," Lian Yuqing said . As soon as he spoke, his white fingers started strumming the instrument strings . When the music rang out, the people didn't hear a lovely song . Instead, the song made them feel depressed and heavy . The sunlight was shining down and the sky was clear . The weather was great, but when they heard the song, an artistic conception was born . Darkness enveloped the world . Black clouds swept in, covering the sky . The repressive song suppressed the entire place .
Many disciples of the Daozang Pavilion looked at Lian Yuqing . Was this the musical piece that their senior brother played? Lian Yuqing often played in the Daozang Pavilion, but they'd never heard this song before . They hadn't even heard this style before .
In the past, Lian Yuqing played songs that made people feel comfortable like bathing in the spring breeze . Even his musical sorcery had light and bright rhythms . However, this song was clearly different from the past . It was a dark style . Was this because of the battle two years ago?
At the same time that he played, Ye Futian's fingers also strummed the strings . A bright and clear sound came out . It felt powerful and fanatic to the people . It immediately brought them into Ye Futian's artistic conception . That conception was wildness . At that moment, he sat high up in the sky . Everyone in the world had to worship him .
Black clouds covered the sky . Darkness enveloped the world . All the Spiritual Qi in the world was suppressed . Ye Futian's music was also about to be suppressed . In that dark world, there seemed to be only one song .
Many long black spears seemed to appear in the artistic conception . The power of dark thunder ravaged the sky above Ye Futian's head . The swirling black clouds transformed into dark dragons . It was like the end of the world . Everything was being destroyed .
"Such repressive music . This dark artistic conception was created for destruction . " Many of the disciples closed off their senses . Even still, they were still affected by it . They felt the artistic conception and could almost feel the suppressed anger within Lian Yuqing . It seemed to have melded into the music . Had the battle from two years ago really affected him this much?
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Ye Futian also felt how terrifying Lian Yuqing's music was . The song went into the mood immediately . It was muffled and repressive as if it could squash him directly . The song also made one feel agitated and annoyed . It could affect their minds, making them unable to focus on playing and destroying their artistic conceptions .
Ye Futian guarded his mind and continued to play without being affected . Spiritual Qi screamed around him and the wild artistic conception continued . The air around him seemed to freeze, blocking the invasive attacks . He continued playing . His fingers sped up and the artistic conception grew stronger . It created the hallucination that Ye Futian was surrounded by an invisible force field . He was majestic and divine . People couldn't help but worship him . His musical sorcery was extremely penetrative and influential . When the artistic conception entered one's mind, they couldn't even dare to think about going against Ye Futian . It was very strange .
"The Nine-Fingered Guqin Devil . " Some powerful Nobles stared at Ye Futian . The Nine-Fingered Guqin Devil Liu Kuangsheng's music was known for being wild . It could steal one's mind and trick one's hearts . It was a terrifying song . The song they heard now might be from the Nine-Fingered Guqin Devil, Liu Kuangsheng, someone from the last generation's Barren Sky Ranking .
The two continued sitting quietly and playing . The two artistic conceptions grew stronger . The defensive power around Ye Futian seemed to get ravaged and destroyed . Lian Yuqing's song was highly destructive . It could even break apart Spiritual Qi and spiritual will . It made Ye Futian feel that Lian Yuqing had purposely composed this song after the battle to target Ukiyo .
Ukiyo was known to counter all spells, but Lian Yuqing's current song was just as destructive . It was repressive and made one agitated and unable to control oneself . Faced with this kind of song, one couldn't play a powerful song according to one's thoughts if one's will wasn't strong enough .
"I can't take it," an observer said . He felt as if his spiritual will was about to be destroyed . He wanted to free himself .
"What kind of song is it?" Even Xu Que felt very uncomfortable . He guarded his mind, but he still had the urge to pull out his sword and kill someone . Xu Que was a Grade Two Noble and was very talented . Even he couldn't stand the current situation . More and more people left the space . Even Lian Yuqing's expression changed .
Ye Futian continued playing . A horrible spiritual windstorm seemed to gather in the air around him . It grew stronger and stronger . The white-clothed figure at the abyss' side seemed to be bathed in endless light . He allowed the destructive power to go wild in his mind while he remained unmoving . The artistic conception of his song grew stronger until the attacking power seemed to meld into his own song . In addition, some of the weaker people no longer looked at Ye Futian with reverence . Instead, they were a bit lost . In their eyes, Ye Futian was like a god . They felt like their minds had been infected and they'd melded into his song's will .
Lian Yuqing wanted to destroy; however, Ye Futian wanted to control . Many of the pavilion's prides were in pain . This musical sorcery battle was completely different from two years ago .
On the battleground, Lian Yuqing seemed to still have the advantage . In reality, Ye Futian's artistic conception kept enlarging and strengthening . The light he was bathed in grew brighter too . The vast world harmonized with Ye Futian's song .
Lian Yuqing's expression grew more and more uncomfortable . Of course, he felt that Ye Futian's cultivation and spiritual power was weaker than him, which was why he'd been using defense . But as time passed, his song kept strengthening while Lian Yuqing's song was getting attacked . This was the essence and artistic conception of musical sorcery .
This was not all . Lian Yuqing also felt that something even more frightening was happening . His spiritual power was getting affected; it was gradually being invaded by Ye Futian's artistic conception .
I don't believe this! Lian Yuqing cried out within . He played wildly . As if he'd given up on himself, he submerged himself completely into the song and started attacking Ye Futian as crazily as he could . His music penetrated everything and ravaged Ye Futian's spiritual will . Then it gradually grew lost . He felt his own will get corroded as he continuously lost himself .
Time passed bit by bit . Lian Yuqing continued to play . Other than music, there was no other sound in the vast space . Even Lian Yuqing's movements seemed less spirited than before . It was not only him . Even the people who were listening on the sides seemed lost . Only those with higher cultivations could still see the current situation clearly . They felt a shocking spiritual windstorm wrap around the entire space . Ye Futian sat at the edge of the abyss . He was still handsome as he played the guqin quietly . But in many people's eyes, he was no longer a disciple of the pavilion; he was like a god .
"Snap the string," Ye Futian said quietly as he played with his head lowered . As soon as he spoke, Lian Yuqing yanked his finger back . There was a crisp sound of an instrument string snapping . He grunted and blood trickled out of his mouth . However, he seemed not to feel anything at all . It was as if Ye Futian's words had been an order .
"From now on, do not touch a guqin before me . You don't deserve to," Ye Futian said indifferently, raising his head . As soon as he spoke, his finger shook powerfully . Music echoed and the artistic conception scattered .