People looked up at the sky and saw a massive ancient zither, stretching across the heavens for tens of thousands of miles.
"How is this possible?" people exclaimed.
They saw that the enormous zither, apart from its size, was exactly the same as the Heavenly Demon Zither, even its aura was identical.
Previously there were the Qian and Kun Cauldrons, and now there were two Heavenly Demon Zithers. The Qian and Kun Cauldrons were understandable, as they were originally one, forcibly separated, and now reunited.
But how could there be two Heavenly Demon Zithers in this world? What was going on?
"Whoosh!"
Before the enormous Heavenly Demon Zither, countless men and women in white appeared. They stood tall and elegant, like immortals untouched by worldly affairs, gazing at the Heavenly Demon Zither in Zi Yan's hands, their eyes filled with excitement.
Before this group of men and women in white, a handsome and composed man, though trying to appear calm, could not hide the excitement in his eyes.
"That person is… Young Master Chunyang!" someone exclaimed, recognizing the man.
"The strongest prodigy in the history of the Qin Sect, known as the prophets of the Qin Sect, a peerless genius who embodies the Qin Sect's fortune for billions of years!" A powerful figure from the Nine Heavens World exclaimed in amazement. The
Qin Sect's reputation was too great in the Nine Heavens World. Among the four ancient sects, Qin (music), chess, calligraphy,
and painting were paramount. Compared to the low-key nature of the other three sects, Qin Sect disciples had always been wandering the world. They claimed to be experiencing the world, but in reality, they were constantly inquiring about the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Qin. Now, they had finally seen the Heavenly Demon Qin, and even the Pure Yang Prince couldn't help but be excited.
The Pure Yang Prince suppressed his excitement and bowed slightly, saying, "Young lady, the Heavenly Demon Qin is the treasure of our Qin Sect. Now, it is time to return it to its rightful owner."
Although he was trying his best to control his emotions, his voice still trembled slightly.
The Pure Yang Prince and millions of Qin Sect disciples all stared intently at the Heavenly Demon Qin, except for one person.
That person was Liao Yuhuang, whose eyes were fixed on Long Chen, who was in the Nirvana Space.
"The Heavenly Demon Harp belongs to the Qin Sect?" People exclaimed in surprise, as this was the first time anyone had heard of it.
"Qin Sect disciples all use musical instruments as weapons, so it seems plausible that the Heavenly Demon Harp belongs to the Qin Sect," someone thought to themselves. "
Boom boom boom..."
However, Qian Jie completely ignored these people, his fists flying wildly as he smashed the barrier.
Zi Yan also ignored Chunyang Gongzi and the others, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, because the Heavenly Demon Harp had already told her all the reasons behind it all.
"You stole our Qin Sect's treasured artifact and refuse to return it, so don't blame our Qin Sect for being rude!" Seeing that Zi Yan ignored them, a cold glint flashed in Chunyang Gongzi's eyes, but he still spoke politely.
Countless people nodded secretly; the Qin Sect truly lived up to its reputation as a sect of etiquette and music. Even with their treasured artifact stolen, they could still maintain such politeness, which was truly rare.
"All disciples of the Qin Sect, listen to my command! Form the Immortal Sound Soul-Locking Array and welcome the Heavenly Demon Harp back!" Chunyang Gongzi shouted loudly.
"Yes!"
all the Qin Sect disciples shouted loudly, their voices shaking the sky, and at the same time, everyone began to form hand seals.
"Senior Brother Chunyang... wait..."
Just then, Liao Yuhuang finally couldn't help but step forward and stop everyone from forming hand seals.
"Junior Sister Yuhuang, what are you doing?" Someone couldn't help but shout angrily when they saw Liao Yuhuang step forward, while Young Master Chunyang looked at Liao Yuhuang coldly, without saying a word.
Liao Yuhuang was instantly glared at by everyone and felt a pang of fear. However, thinking of Long Chen behind him, he gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying,
"Senior Brother Chunyang, the Heavenly Demon Zither is a treasure of our Qin Sect, and it is only right to take it back.
However, this young lady used the Heavenly Demon Zither to protect Long Chen, and when we located the Heavenly Demon Zither, she actually had enough time to escape..."
Young Master Chunyang coldly said, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"What I want to say is that Long Chen is a powerful figure in our Nine Heavens World. He is about to break through. If we directly take back the Heavenly Demon Zither, Long Chen will surely die at the hands of the extraterrestrial demons..." Liao Yuhuang hurriedly said.
"What does his life or death have to do with us? If we lose the chance to take back the Heavenly Demon Zither because of pity for him, can you bear the responsibility?" a Qin Sect disciple roared.
"Liao Yuhuang, I've long heard rumors of your ambiguous relationship with Long Chen, and it turns out it's true."
"I never would have guessed that the usually arrogant Fairy Yuhuang would have such worldly desires."
"Now look what's happened, everything's been exposed at this crucial moment." Suddenly, some disciples within the Qin Sect who were at odds with Liao Yuhuang began to speak sarcastically.
"Get out of here immediately, or you'll be treated as a traitor!" Some higher-ranking experts also shouted impatiently.
Facing the mockery and insults, Liao Yuhuang did not refute them. She looked at Chunyang Gongzi:
"Senior Brother Chunyang, you are a man of great vision. When Long Chen first entered the Heavenly Domain Battlefield, he risked his life to ascend to the heavens, shattering the balance of power and securing opportunities for the strong of the Nine Heavens World.
Without him, we would all have been expelled, with no chance to gain so much on the battlefield…"
Chunyang Gongzi waved his hand, stopping Liao Yuhuang from continuing, and shook his head, saying:
"Small favors are not worth comparing with the honor of the sect. Yuhuang, step aside, don't force me to take action."
"Senior Brother Chunyang…" Chunyang Gongzi wouldn't listen to her explanation, and Liao Yuhuang couldn't help but cry:
"…Yuhuang didn't say she was giving up on taking back the Heavenly Demon Harp, but rather, could we wait until Long Chen advances before taking it back?
Liao Yuhuang guarantees with her life that this sister will definitely agree, right…"
Finally, Liao Yuhuang looked at Ziyan, but before Ziyan could reply, a chain, like a monstrous python, coiled around Liao Yuhuang.
"Liao Yuhuang, you have obstructed our reclaiming of the Heavenly Demon Harp. This is an act of utter treason! We will determine your punishment upon our return to the sect." A disciple, at the behest of Young Master Chunyang, activated chains, binding Liao Yuhuang tightly.
Liao Yuhuang dared not resist. She pleaded desperately,
"Senior Brother Chunyang, you are all outstanding figures of our time, the future pillars of the Nine Heavens World. Why can't you unite against this common enemy…?"
*Buzz*
The chains binding Liao Yuhuang tightened, rendering her speechless. She closed her eyes in anguish, tears streaming down her face.
*Boom*
All the disciples of the Harp Sect formed hand seals, and the enormous Heavenly Demon Harp behind them trembled violently.
*Buzz*
The Heavenly Demon Harp in Zi Yan's hands, sensing this, also trembled violently, then began to float slowly, beyond Zi Yan's control.
"Alas…"
The Heavenly Demon Harp let out a helpless sigh. This was Zi Yan's choice; it had no choice.
"Boom!"
Just then, Qian Jie slammed his fist into the barrier, shattering it instantly.
"Die!"
Qian Jie grinned maliciously as he charged towards the Dragon Blood Legion.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, another explosion rang out, and another barrier burst open. Caught off guard, Qian Jie was blasted away.
People couldn't help but look at Zi Yan. She stood in the void, her pretty face as pale as paper, her jade hands gripping the Heavenly Demon Harp tightly. Crimson blood flowed from her hands, staining the entire harp.
"Before I die, no one will harm Long Chen!"
Zi Yan's voice was weak, yet filled with a resolute determination to die for her cause.