Seeing Ye Qingxuan holding the broken stone plate in his arms, closing his eyes and meditating, the chaotic ether fluctuations quickly subsided, and after entering the ether cycle, the masters who were watching from a distance couldn't help but whisper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although they didn't know Ye Qingxuan's plans, these days, they had also vaguely guessed the scale grab, just a little bit also made them feel ridiculous and incredible.

"Do you think it can be done?"

"I don't know. ”

"It's incredible to think about it. The old master had a conservative view of this: "Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of such whimsical ideas, but few have been able to achieve them." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

The musician who was the first to achieve the scepter shook his head: "His background is too strong, and even the average scepter is inferior." If he is willing to do it, then he can do it. ”

"But don't forget, this is a ruin. ”

Everyone fell silent.

"Yes, return to the ruins. ”

Master Auden sighed softly.

The material realm and the etheric realm overlap here, the Great Source is projected here, and the natural disasters in the embryo rewrite the rules - no achievement can escape the will of the primordial kings.

Ascend to the stars or fall into hell......

All will be decided by the kings.

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Ye Qingxuan saw the ocean.

Frozen oceans.

In the endless world, empty, only the frozen ocean stretched to the end of perception, and the pale colors covered everything.

It was the music theory he had been frozen by the ruins, the chapter of his fate.

"The time has come for change. ”

His will ran above the sky, and with his will, the sea of ice broke, and countless music theories emerged from it, burst out, turned into flames, slowly rose, and diffused in the sky.

The mighty melody sounded slowly.

What followed was the strings of the Nine Heavens.

The strings disintegrate into pure music theory, and into the power engraved in the blood of the Ye family, the ladder of heaven.

Across the seven series, the operation is unhindered.

This is the best foundation and structure, and it will be the main body of the Ether Web.

It's just that Ye Qingxuan never expected that after going around and around, he returned to the beginning, entrusting everything to Jiuxiao Huanpei.

It's just that it's not the same now.

Under Ye Qingxuan's will, the music theory of the ladder quickly increased in value, and in the sound of the qin, the phantom of the guqin loomed, and then quickly shattered, and after it was broken, it turned into countless silver streamers, which ran through the world of nothingness vertically and horizontally, connecting countless music theories in one place.

The chapter of the moonlight turned into a bright moon, rising from the night, the stone of the philosopher became the earth, laying the foundation stone of life, and the resonance of natural disasters echoed the power of the four directions, forming the first wind and promoting the first cycle of music theory......

In the collision of countless music theories, there were fierce lights and loud noises one after another, and in the end, they were unified by the Nine Heavens and Rings in a huge system.

Eventually, the Aether Web is about to reveal its rudimentary form.

Ye Qingxuan's face was overjoyed, and he was about to try to run, but he suddenly felt that he was starting to sink......

Sink deeper.

"What?"

He froze.

The sudden accident left him in confusion and bewilderment.

And suddenly there was a warm sensation in his arms—he could feel the light of the broken stone disc of the ruins.

Immediately after that, something suddenly struck a side......

He opened his eyes again.

I saw the solemn hall.

He was still sitting where he was, but in front of the stone chair was a row of stone railings. The rest of the hall had vanished, and neither were the weeds that had emerged from the crevices.

The ruins of the decaying hall have been restored to their entirety at this moment. Obsidian-carved reliefs and ornaments hang from the dome and columns.

Behind him, a door had opened, as if he had pushed open the heavy door and stepped in.

And in front of him, at the end of the main hall, there was a new golden door closed, and countless music theories revealed their forms, wrapped around it, and it was his etheric web.

The flames hung high above the dome like the scorching sun.

Six long crimson banners hung high from the surroundings, each with a different emblem, whether it was a thorn, or a frost, or an iron moon......

The figures of the primordial kings appeared in front of their respective banners, high up, like judges, looking down at Ye Qingxuan. In the empty eyes, the flame of obsession is still burning.

They laid the first era of mankind and created the golden age of mankind, after death, the obsession still never left, still threw himself into the ruins, and once again transformed into the original appearance, appeared in front of Ye Qingxuan, examining everything about him.

Ye Qingxuan wanted to get up, but at some point, he found that his hands were already covered with pitch-black shackles.

He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Oh, what is this going on?" he looked up at the figure of the primordial kings, "Trial, do I need to defend myself not guilty?"

"Silence, mortal!"

The primordial kings spoke in unison: "All words are powerless, the weighing is about to begin, you just have to wait for the result!"

"Weighing?"

Ye Qingxuan looked up at them: "Do you need me to stand on the big scale?"

No one responded.

There was silence.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and added with a dry cough: "I mean...... If there is anything, trouble as soon as possible, I'm in a hurry. ”

At that moment, turmoil erupted.

At the end of the hall, the golden gate roared.

Huge scales emerge from them, and ancient and majestic insignia hang high on either side of the scales.

On the left side of the scale, there are countless turbulent shadows of music theory, but in the chaos, the unchanging order is always revealed, and in the end, it turns into a faint Rubik's Cube, which is the core of the ether net, Ye Qingxuan's chapter of fate.

On the right side of the scales, however, it was empty.

As a result, the scales tipped rapidly.

In an instant, the flame was extinguished.

Everything fell into darkness.

But in the darkness, the eyes of the primordial kings burst out with fierce electric light, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's stunned expression.

Their voices echoed in the hall like thunder, and the terrifying impact almost tore Ye Qingxuan to pieces.

"What an emptiness!"

The King of the Sun shouted angrily, "There is no glory in your heart!

"Hypocrite!"

The Iron Moon Sage shook his head, "All your good deeds are only for self-fulfillment, and you only love yourself. ”

The Lord of the Golden Palace shook his head in disappointment: "Selfish, regardless of the overall situation!"

The high-crowned black-robed Emperor Aurora cast an indifferent gaze: "Evade obligations, betray responsibilities!"

Augustus, holding the scepter, closed his eyes: "Deny the gods, refuse to sacrifice!"

The nameless king dressed in white sighed, "Deviant and embarrassing." ”

In the dead silence, the terrifying pressure fell from the sky, exerting on Ye Qingxuan's will, whipping his consciousness again and again, making him almost unsustainable.

"Stand down, offender!"

The primordial kings ruled in unison: "You are not entitled to this power, and everything you have is worthless to this world - you do not deserve it!"

Rumble!

Ye Qingxuan's body was shaken, and his consciousness was scattered.

Exposed, the body also became erratic, like a candle in the wind. But from the beginning to the end, he never completely retreated, and dissipated as the first kings had declared.

He's still here.

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and slowly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"Your Majesty, there is a saying, I said it a long time ago: I owe this world ......"

He raised his head and looked coldly at the oldest of the dead:

"- The world owes me. ”

Collapse!

Above his hands, the black iron shackles fell apart, turning into iron sand and falling into the air.

He got up slowly, and stood up against the terrifying crush from the ruins, raising his head proudly, puffing out his chest, even though his bones were wailing and about to fall apart.

"The world has changed, Your Majesty, a new era is coming, but a new era does not belong to you. ”

He made a hoarse voice: "The old people can't see the situation clearly, and they don't know where the future is, and it's not your fault - but if you want to please people, you should retire obediently, get out of the way, and don't be a burden in the way." ”

In the angry shouts of the kings, Ye Qingxuan warned coldly: "Now, please open the door." Otherwise...... Go back to your grave!"