by Feng Yue
Ye Qingxuan only punched me once… just a punch… just a punch! A punch! Why did he have such great strength? How could a human be able to beat me?
I can feel the dreadful vitality in my body. A blow that could smash the neck and head of an ordinary person could only cause a minor injury to me.
But Ye Qingxuan, how could he hurt me so seriously now!
This is impossible!!!
“It’s f**king possible!” Ye Qingxuan’s figure arrived and looked down at him.
One more punch!
With the inhuman strength, his fist broke through layers of walls like a chariot.
Boom!
Ludovic’s head, which had just been raised, was smashed into the ground. His skull was totally broken, and his brain ejected from the seven orifices. A kind of white sticky stuff wriggled on the ground, and flew back into his body.
The cracked eyeballs returned to their original state so that he could see the expressionless young man clearly.
He saw the skin on his fist that had been broken by forceful punches, and the phalanges cracked by crushing. But the broken skin and phalanges recovered immediately.
The blood that was dripping on the ground burned steel-red like fire and emitted the horrible heat of a furnace.
“What is this?”
Ludovic looked at him blankly and could not find the answer.
It shouldn’t be like this!
Shouldn’t be like this!
He already knew all the cards Ye Qingxuan had to play.
Even the Wyrmrest enchantment that he had only used a few times!
The movement of heart sound from the “Dreamweaver” that could use dreams as carriers, even the Wyrmrest enchantment that failed to be handed down from past generations, to enable musicians to display incredible powers.
However, even if the Wyrmrest enchantment could suppress Ludovic’s music movement, as the price, Ye Qingxuan couldn’t use any music movements except the movement of heart sound that maintained the Wyrmrest enchantment.
Where had he gotten such terrible power?!
“What is this?”
Ye Qingxuan looked at his confused face, shook his fist and told him, “This is justice!”
Boom!
The earth quaked fiercely. Ludovic’s body was once again smashed into the hole. This time, even his chest was broken. Flesh and blood splashed, and quickly reunited like living things.
But once again, he became a pile of muddy flesh under the pounding fist.
“Ye Qingxuan!” Ludovic roared angrily, reaching out against Ye Qingxuan’s fist.
Snap!
Ye Qingxuan stepped back. His fists were broken but recovered quickly. The blood flew out, fell to the ground, and burned the ground.
Ludovic seized the opportunity to retreat quickly.
This time, he finally saw him clearly.
He suddenly figured it out.
Staring at Ye Qingxuan, he squeezed his voice out of his teeth.
“Hecatoncheir…”
Ye Qingxuan smiled and didn’t speak. He just wiped the bloodstain from his mouth and spat the burning blood on the ground.
He felt like he was like being ignited from the inside out; lava flowed through his blood vessels, bones were forged into steel, flesh became flames. Severe pain filled every inch of his body, tingling his consciousness and senses, and forcing him to roar and go crazy.
Pain might be the essence of life.
The stronger life was, the more severe pain would be.
Unprecedented vitality continuously poured into his body, giving him an illusion that he was about to explode.
Only through the most savage wrestling and fighting could he consume the strength that filled his body.
That was the power of the Hecatoncheir…
That was…
The resonating of Heaven Catastrophe!
522 Give It Back to Me
Ye Qingxuan shouted. The scary hurricane was sweeping across the land. Everytime he took a step, the ground shook.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingxuan stood in front of Ludovic and punched him heavily.
Bang! A huge crack appeared on Ludovic’s back, and blood spurted out of the wound.
At the same time, Ludovic hit Ye Qingxuan’s head, he nearly passed out and his cervical spine almost broke. However, Ye Qingxuan did not back away; instead, he fought back like a mad dog.
Ye Qingxuan was not used to fighting with his fists or feet, and neither was Ludovic. If Ludovic knew anything about martial arts, he would never have chosen to fight against Ye Qingxuan, who also knew nothing about martial arts.
Throughout the years, no matter whether it was boxing, kicking, Asgardian martial arts, self-defense skills, or Capoeira, Ye Qingxuan never learnt any martial arts from anyone. He could not even run a whole marathon. The only thing he was good at was fighting against others in the street, something he learnt from Victor, something the official warrior detested.
For example, poking enemy’s eyes, stepping on his feet, sneak attacking…
Ye Qingxuan mercilessly kicked Ludovic’s balls, and Ludovic felt so much pain that he screamed and knelt down. Ye Qingxuan grasped his hair and smashed Ludovic’s head with his knee.
Bang! Ludovic’s nose broke again. Then, Ye Qingxuan stepped on Ludovic’s shoulder, took up a broken steel bar, and stuffed it into his mouth.
“Do you know what I want to do most in my life?” Ye Qingxuan stepped on Ludovic’s neck.
“Let me tell you; I want to find the person who killed my mother, who tore my whole family apart. Then I shall smash his bones and head!”
Bang! Ye Qingxuan hit Ludovic’s head again. Immediately, Ludovic’s skull broke. Even so, his mouth was still moving, and it seemed that he was trying to say something. Ye Qingxuan did not give him any chance to speak, and hit him again and again.
“F*ck eternity! F*ck ruling the world! F*ck holy ax!”
“Say something! You b*stard!” Ye Qingxuan pulled Ludovic’s hair. He pointed to the Sacred City in the distance and shouted to Ludovic, “So many people died, and it is all because of your craving for power, your stupid and pathetic ambition, your so-called new age! It is you who turned this world into a living hell! See? Ludovic, this is all your doing! How are you going to make up for it?”
Hearing this, Ludovic kept silent and stared at him in a daze. He moved his mouth a bit but did not say anything.
“Ludovic, you are really pathetic!” Ye Qingxuan laughed. “All these years, I have gone through tons of misery and pain… When I fall asleep, I suffer from nightmares! I have sacrificed so many things to find the person who killed my mother… I never thought it would be you, such a pathetic creature!”
Ludovic stared at him and said nothing. Bang! Ye Qingxuan punched his face again and shouted, “Speak, Ludovic! Tell me how you are going to make up for it!”
“Give my teacher back!” Ye Qingxuan shouted. “Give my senior fellow apprentice back! Give my family back! Give my mother back!”
Soon, Ludovic was smashed into a pile of wriggling meat. Many small eyes emerged on this pile of meat. The small eyes opened one by one and all stared at Ye Qingxuan.
“Hahahaha… This is the taste of pain, this is the taste of pain.” Ludovic sneered.
Hearing his voice, Ye Qingxuan did not say anything, but he was so angry that his face turned blue.
“There is no need to be so angry.” Hyakume, who was inside Ludovic’s body, sneered. “Everyone will die in the end, it is just a matter of time. Everyone in this world will become the nutrition to nourish me and make me stronger… Resent me as much as you like, and one day, you will be devoured by your hatred to me, then I will drag you into the abyss and make you just another part of my body…”
“Oh, really?” Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldy. He lowered his head and stared at the small eyes and said gently, “Why not today? I think today is a perfect day to make me one part of your body.”
Hyakume was shocked and had
no idea what Ye Qingxuan meant. Ye Qingxuan dragged the pile of wriggling meat to the core, where the energy of the holy ax and the energy of the abyss were colliding with each other.
“Young man!” Ye Lanzhou shouted. “You must know what will happen if you really do it.”
“Mind your own business!” Ye Qingxuan walked into the crack on Hecatoncheir’s chest. The pile of wriggling meat looked very anxious and struggled to get away.
Bang! Ye Qingxuan hit it again. Everytime Ye Qingxuan took a step forward, the pressure increased by several multiples. The Wyrmrest enchantment around him trembled heavily. Due to the pressure, his skin began to swell up and break and heal. His blood dropped onto the ground.
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and carefully looked at the floating shining silhouette. “Is this the holy ax?” he murmured and reached out his hands to touch the silhouette.
“Ye Qingxuan!” Ludovic shouted. “What are you about to do?”
“Like you said, let me become part of your body.” Then, Ye Qingxuan thrust his left hand into the pile of meat, reaching to the deepest part. As Hyakume screamed, he also reached his right hand into the center of the silhouette.
In the blink of an eye, the blood circulation inside his body was replaced by the aether circulation, the beat of the music movement became the same as that of his internal organs.
Two totally different energies collided with each other inside his body, creating an energy that was thousands of times more powerful than electricity.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingxuan was burnt to ashes by the energy. But he did not die; instead, he was reborn from the ash! His body became the battlefield where the two energies fought against each other.
Vaporized blood spurted out of his nose and mouth, and all his organs were torn apart and burnt to pieces by this infinite energy, but in the next minute, all the organs grew out again.
“Ye Qingxuan!!!” Hyakume shouted. “It is impossible for you to turn me into a part of your body!”
“Don’t be afraid, I have not even started yet.” Ye Qingxuan squeezed these small eyes and forced out a smile. “When I absorb all your music theories, we will become a whole!”
The next moment, the Jiu Xiao Huan Pei played the tune of the sea dragon, and the Heaven Ladder extended out from the Jiu Xiao Huan Pei and penetrated the pile of wriggling meat.
The ladder connected Ye Qingxuan and the pile of meat. Soon, the music theory of the abyss poured into his body and overlapped with Ye Qingxuan’s music theory of sound of heart. They became whole.
Moreover, the silhouette of the holy ax was also connected to the music theory of sound of heart. Because the energy of the holy ax was totally different from that of the abyss, the two energies bumped against each other, creating a scary energy wave.
The pile of wriggling meant shouted and struggled, and all the small eyes were crushed by the wave.
Ye Qingxuan was also in great pain. Due to the collision of the two energies, his whole body was on fire. It was the “fire of chaos” that countless musicians were afraid of.
The fire of chaos would only appear once a musician’s sound of heart was disturbed and he lost control of his own music theory. Once the fire started, it would only die off when the host became ashes!
However, Hecatoncheir was transferring its energy to sustain Ye Qingxuan, so he could not die. One minute, he was going to die, the next minute, he was reborn.
“It is not enough!” Ye Qingxuan shouted. “It is not enough!”
523 There Should Be Lights
After painful warnings, he didn’t restrain himself at all, but drew power from both sides even more crazily.
He wanted to incorporate all the music theories of the abyss into his body, so that the consciousness and soul would be burned up by the radiance of the Holy Caldron.
When his flesh and blood turned completely transparent, and his organs were ignited, the battle between the abyssal music theory and the Holy Cauldron sank further into the cracked bones soaked with the broken Symphony of Predestination.
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan smiled madly.
The time has come…
In the next moment, the Wyrmrest enchantment suddenly collapsed, and power that was hundreds of times greater than before poured into his body, engulfing him completely.
The faint shadow of the Holy Caldron and the residue of the Hyakume collided with each other.
The Chaos was in turbulence. Ye Qingxuan stirred the power hidden in the balance of terror, and it was about to explode. A terrible power that could destroy the Sacred City dozens of times was brewing in his body.
From the inside out, Ye Qingxuan was broken down into motes.
Even the life of Hecatoncheir couldn’t reverse that.
At that moment, the resonance between the movement of heart sound and the Hecatoncheir was suddenly cut off!
Immediately afterwards, the new heaven catastrophe started to resonate again!
This time, what it resonated with was…
The Silent Moon!
In a flash, the world seemed to be frozen.
Everything was frozen.
The glorious sacred light, the chaotic abyss darkness, the chaos that was about to explode… the shattered projection of the Holy Caldron, the dark and evil thoughts bursting out from the residue of the Hyakume….
Everything remained still.
The world was silent.
Everything stopped working and was completely solidified.
Everything fell into sudden stillness, like being frozen.
Ye Qingxuan was in the center of the Chaos, and the deepest part of the terror tide.
Scorching radiance and deep darkness were hidden in his body as it decomposed into motes. But in the touch-and-go destruction was a streak of silent moonlight.
Moonlight…
A streak of faint moonlight came from an extremely distant place, from the past, from the future, from an eternally still place, to the present world.
It froze time and space.
The moonlight that was almost too faint to be noticed appeared between the holy shadow and the evil residue, separated them with an unsurpassable boundary.
The Qing ascended and the Zhuo descended.
Things were back on track.
When the moonlight appeared at the collision center of the music theories, it brought new rules, cut off the battle between the Holy Cauldron and the Hyakume, and called it an end.
All volatile notes were at rest, and all the music theories that were about to erupt were balanced with force as they should have been in the beginning.
“Sure enough…”
In the silence, only Ye Qingxuan’s husky laughter could be heard.
Among those shattered motes, a broken movement of heart sound danced and operated in silence, sending out a streak of fragile moonlight which signified the presence of something that didn’t belong to the human world.
The Silent Moon!
The unreal moon converged behind him and revealed its original appearance.
He succeeded in resonating with the heaven catastrophe!
All the musicians who tried to resonate with the Silent Moon in the past were destroyed by this seemingly harmless moonlight. But at the moment, Ye Qingxuan felt no pain.
He remained intact.
Not only did the Silent Moon not destroy him, but even his body that was about to collapse into motes restored to its original state—everything went as he had guessed.
The Silent Moon was only a concept relative to the Holy Caldron and the Hyakume.
Its existence relied on the battle between the two.
It could be said that the music theory of Silent Moon could shape up only when the battle between the two became fiercest. Ignoring the existence of the Holy Cauldron and the Hyakume, and using its music theory alone would only bring about pure eradication and destruction.
Only when the two were there fighting could the Silent Moon turn its power to its own uses.
Only the most essential collision between the Holy Caldron and the Hyakume could make the Silent Moon rebirth and restore the two to peace and silence.
With the help of the unprecedented collision between the Sacred City and the abyss, in the instant when the essence of the Holy Caldron and the Hyakume shone, Ye Qingxuan used the horrible vitality that could bring the Hecatoncheir to life countless times to put the essence of the Sacred City and the abyss into his body.
In this way, he could resonate with the real Silent Moon.
The moonlight was reborn in his own movement of heart sound, so the Silent Moon only belonged to him!
That moonlight sprouted in the fragmented movement of heart sound, the music theory that illustrated balance and order flew out of the moonlight, merged with the incomplete heaven catastrophe, and formed a completely new one.
At this moment, a perfect balance had been reached between the “Seal of Moonlight,““Stone of Sage,” and “Catastrophe Resonation.”
The music theories of the Heaven Ladders, the Sub-originator, and the Silent Moon finally converged in the same place. Consequently, an unpredictable upheaval was caused.
In an instant, the three collided together, bursting out the radiance of turbulence.
Meanwhile, three totally different aether waves bumped into one another, sounding loudly and terribly.
In each second, countless music theories echoed one after another, which exceeded the terror rage that a human could bear. It was the same scale as the collision between the Holy Caldron and the Hyakume.
Subtle collisions overlapped each other, pushing the grand symphony to a climax.
Jiu Xiao Huan Pei rang, followed by the Howling of Dragon. In the aether sea in the distance, countless strings burst out in all directions. With the collision of the three kinds of music theories, a powerful melody sounded.
In that melody, the Heaven Ladder across seven factions changed drastically, pulled down the Sub-originator in the distant aether sea and fell into the Physical World together.
