Unyielding Defier in Martial World

0In the Illusory Sound Valley, he tried to perceive the sound waves and analyze the trajectory of the attacks. Moreover, he tried to attack with his soul force, but the results were meagre.    

    

In the end, he was infected by the sounds of fighting. He angrily roared into the sky and mixed it with his soul force. He luckily succeeded once and his power was incomparably shocking. He shook the valley as he danced with the group of voices.    

    

During the battle, because the entire world was just a virtual illusion, he had successfully executed it. However, after his consciousness left his body, no matter how he tried, he could not succeed.    

    

After giving some guidance, the middle-aged man took the zither. With a 'shua' sound, he stood on top of the reclining cyan stone and slowly lowered his hands.    

    

"Next, I'll play a zither for you. Immerse your mind into it, fuse your soul force with the sound wave, and strive to grasp it. If you succeed, it will inevitably become a great martial skill. Moreover, it was you who created it."    

    

Hearing that, a ball of raging flames ignited in Chu Chen's heart. What a temptation.    

    

He didn't think too much into it. Instead, he focused his thoughts until his mind was completely blank.    

    

"Senior, I am ready. Please begin!"    

    

"Alright, remember this well. You have to guard your mind or else I'm afraid that the zither magic will hurt you." After the white-clothed middle-aged man gave the warning, the five slender fingers of his right hand, white as snow, began to play the zither with a 'shua' sound.    

    

The zither strings vibrated as a sonic wave blasted out. A wave-like light pattern swiftly spread out in the air. Wherever it passed, it emitted a whistling sound. The entire world was immediately covered by this sound.    

    

The entire world seemed to have changed in an instant. Chu Chen's heart trembled as countless sounds drilled into his ears and rushed into his flesh. At this moment, he felt as if his body was about to be destroyed at any moment.    

    

"Calm down!"    

    

"Calm down!"    

    

In Chu Chen's mind, with these two beliefs in mind, he slowly circulated his soul force to firmly protect his mind. At the same time, vitality spread out from within his residence.    

    

Under the cleansing of the ten Martial Vein s, the vast and boundless Qi that was like a mixed mountain blocked the zither music outside. The violent meridians instantly quietened down.    

    

"This zither art doesn't allow me to enter the illusory world. It allows me to understand the trajectory of the attack." Chu Chen was grateful to the white clothed middle aged man as he realized this.    

    

He wasn't stingy at all and played the zither personally just to help Duan Ling Tian cultivate. This favor was greater than anything else.    

    

Chu Chen understood that this was a rare opportunity, he immediately used his soul force to comprehend the sound waves around him, and evolved it again in his mind.    

    

He was sitting cross-legged with a calm expression. There was no desire on his face and a mysterious aura around him.    

    

"Such calm and steady mental strength. It's rarely seen in this world. Even ordinary people would find it difficult to resist this zither magic, much less meditate." The middle-aged man in white revealed a look of admiration.    

    

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he stretched out his second hand and his fingers moved. The sound of his fingers moving immediately spread out.    

    

In this world, there was actually an absolute region, and it was completely under the control of the person who released it.    

    

The white-robed middle-aged man's cultivation base was incomparably terrifying. He could actually use a zither technique to seal the space around him, forming an absolute domain of martial dao. This level of cultivation was incomparably terrifying.    

    

At this moment, Chu Chen wasn't clear about the situation around him at all. He was completely submerged in nothingness, and his surroundings were filled with terrifying sound waves.    

    

Be excited high, or jingdong like flowing water, or fast like the thunder of war drum, and suddenly turn, grief and grief like the soul.    

    

As for Chu Chen, his mind was blank as he sat cross-legged in the image he created with his soul force.    

    

As for the illusory image, it was in the midst of comprehending the endless sound waves. It emitted strange sounds, then repeated itself over and over again. It kept failing, and kept on trying.    

    

In the outside world, time flowed by just like that, but Chu Chen's face was calm. He sat there motionlessly, like an old monk.    

    

His chest, which had been beating slowly, began to beat once again only once, after a very long time.    

    

Just then, the image in his mind disappeared, his soul force burst out, causing Chu Chen to open his mouth and utter a word.    

    

"Buzz …"    

    

Instantly, this sound wave surged out, and it was as swift and fierce as sword qi that quickly exploded in the air, and it was incomparably violent.    

    

"What a tyrannical sound wave." The man in white stopped and spread out his arms.    

    

Right after Chu Chen opened his mouth, a weng sound rang out, and the entire field once again went berserk. Spring water rushed up to the nine heavens before exploding, transforming into endless splashes of water that rained down.    

    

On the ground, fallen leaves swirled in the air, and a fierce wind was blowing.    

    

Behind the white clothed middle-aged man, that row of green bamboo didn't move at all and was blocked by a powerful aura.    

    

"Done!" Chu Chen's eyes revealed a tinge of excitement, but immediately calmed down. Under the zither music's cleansing, his state of mind also improved.    

    

"How long have I been cultivating?"    

    

"Three days and three nights." The white clothed middle aged man smiled and said, his eyes had a strange light to it, his zither music was not played in plain sight, Chu Chen had actually managed to comprehend his own sound wave attack.    

    

In such a short period of time, he had created a martial skill with tremendous power.    

    

"Three days and three nights. It's actually been so long." Chu Chen was startled for a moment, then cupped his hands in respect: "Thank you for your guidance, senior." If it wasn't for this zither music, he estimated that he wouldn't be able to cultivate it for a long time.    

    

"No need to thank me, it's all because of fate between us. Everything is still in your hands, if you're not talented, even if I play the zither for half a month, I still won't be able to comprehend anything. Since you've successfully cultivated the sonic wave martial skill, it's time for you to choose a name." The white clothed middle-aged man said with a smile.    

    

"Name, huh …" Chu Chen thought.    

    

"This sound wave, in the blink of an eye, is called Instant Killing Sound."    

    

"Instant Killing Sound, not bad. "Simple and direct." The middle-aged man nodded.    

    

"Senior, may I know your name?" After thinking for a while, Chu Chen asked.    

    

"Bo Xueyi." The white clothed middle-aged man said calmly.    

    

Bo Xueyi, like her name, thought to himself.    

    

"Senior, I have a question. I wonder if I should ask?"    

    

"Go ahead and say it. I'll explain as much as I can to you." Bo Xueyi was magnanimous, there was an indifferent expression on his face.    

    

"In these three days and three nights, while I was in the void and felt the rhythm of your playing, I felt the pain of my intestines breaking in the midst of millions of people. I wonder why this is? Is it because of the sorrow that was buried in my heart?" Chu Chen frowned and asked.    

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Bo Xueyi's cultivation level was high, her zither arts were at the pinnacle, and she could control all kinds of music easily. No matter how sorrowful she was, happy, happy, she should be able to change her tune as she pleased, and just now, no matter how strong the music was, there was always a trace of worry in the depths of her heart.    

    

Chu Chen thought that it was the hatred from the Northern Spirit Sect that had been hidden in his heart and had been infected, so it had affected him.    

    

"The worry of breaking the intestines... I didn't expect that even you could feel it. " The middle-aged man in white chuckled, his eyes revealing a trace of sadness.    

    

"This worry about severing the intestines does not lie with you, but with me. This is also the inner demon of my zither technique."    

    

Even someone as powerful as Bo Xueyi actually had an inner demon, and it was even from the zither arts, Chu Chen was shocked.    

    

"What kind of inner demons?"    

    

"I have always wanted to play a unique zither music. This zither music shakes the sky and breaks the flow. The moment it appears, the wind and clouds will change color, the sun and moon will sink, but there is a bond in my heart that I can't let go, and I will never be able to perform this zither music."    

    

"As for that shackle, it is deeply rooted in my heart. Perhaps, I will be going out to travel through the various great spirit realms soon." Bo Xueyi said indifferently, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes becoming even denser.    

    

These were the traces left behind by the passing of time, especially when he spoke of being bound by time, the vicissitudes of life mixed with lament.