Peerless God Emperor

"This is …" The pupils of many people constricted as they looked at the zither in Qin Wushuang's hand in shock. The current zither seemed to be a little different from before, more intelligent, and its aura more powerful.    

When Xiao Yulin saw this, a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes. Seemingly having thought of something, she said, "I once heard from Master that there is a divine ability that can grant magic treasures their spirituality and allow them to unleash the greatest power.    

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled slightly. Interacting with the magic treasure's spirit, wasn't it the same as fusing with the magic treasure's soul? Without even the slightest gap, the magic treasure's power could indeed be brought to its maximum.    

Ao Kun's eyes flashed with a sharp glint of light. Although the sacred art that Qin Wushuang was cultivating did not seem to have much killing power, he knew how powerful the zither in Qin Wushuang's hands was.    

"Let's begin." The glowing shadow said indifferently.    

Qin Wushuang slightly nodded his head, and the zither in his hand suddenly released a boundless multicolored light. Streaks of light lines that could be seen with the naked eye continuously spread outwards, like a ripple, undulating up and down.    

The sound of zither's rhythm was sometimes fast, sometimes slow. The sound of zither exuded a different kind of charm, sometimes sonorous and sharp, like weapons facing each other, and sometimes clear and pleasant like spring water, striking straight into one's heart, causing one to have an endless aftertaste.    

Qin Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, as if he was intoxicated in the sound of zither, his long fingers gently moved the zither strings, as if caressing them. As if touching the most intimate of lovers, the sound of zither's rhythm also changed with the movement of his fingers.    

However in the next instant, an unexpected scene took place.    

Qin Wushuang's eyes were still closed, but he quietly retreated, and actually broke away from the zither, while the zither did not have Qin Wushuang's control, and continued to play the sound of zither, with the tempo growing even faster.    

"How is this possible?"    

When the crowd saw this shocking scene, their hearts couldn't help but madly beat. Was this the realm of man and zither becoming one? Even though they were separated, they could still play the zither, as if there were a pair of invisible hands playing the zither in the void.    

Tai Long looked at Qin Wushuang in shock, he did not know what to say, but he had never seen a person who could play the sound of zither despite being separated from the zither, and Qin Wushuang had obviously not moved at all, only the zither playing.    

"Mm. Your comprehension ability is not bad. Continue." The figure of light nodded his head slightly, but his tone remained as calm as ever, even though Qin Wushuang had already unleashed his God Power.    

Hearing that, Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed a look of surprise, she did not expect the light figure to have such high standards, to not be able to receive his praise even like this?    

"That's the only way." Qin Wushuang muttered in his heart, and his temperament suddenly underwent a huge change. Contrary to his usual self, he was no longer as gentle and approachable as he used to be, and he released a sharp, domineering aura, revealing an extremely strong pressure.    

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"    

Qin Wushuang rose into the air, his expression remained calm, but his palms continued to tremble, and shot out a series of palm prints into the air, the attacks were extremely powerful and terrifying, at the same time, the zither seemed to be struck by something, and the zither strings were involuntarily struck.    

In that instant, a terrifying sound rippled outwards, similarly radiating sharpness, akin to a formless blade, slicing through the air, causing the eardrums of the spectators to vibrate with the sound.    

Numerous palm prints were released, releasing an extremely powerful radiance. The zither also seemed to have its own soul as it frantically revolved, and from within, a terrifying sound wave pervaded out, sweeping through the void.    

At this moment, many of the weaker cultivators could not help but cover their ears, hoping to avoid the sound of zither's attack. However, the sound of zither seemed to be everywhere, penetrating through one's pores and entering the body.    

In the air, Qin Wushuang's expression was proud and majestic, like the king of the world, with just a thought, he could make zither move, controlling the fate of thousands of people.    

"Damn it!" Tai Long groaned, as though he was also affected by the sound of zither, his body erupted with an extremely powerful aura, the surface of his body condensed into the Earth Armor, which barely blocked the sound of zither outside.    

However, the vast majority of the people could not withstand the terrifying might contained within the sound of zither, and were all shaken to the point that their souls were trembling. Trembling, blood oozed out of his seven orifices. The Genuine Essence s all over his body seemed to have collapsed as they were in unbearable pain.    

Behind Qi Luo, a gigantic beast appeared, blocking the sound of zither outside. Qin Wushuang's expression was extremely gloomy, the sacred art that he had comprehended was too strange, he could fight with a lot of people at the same time, and as long as his cultivation was weaker than his, he would be killed by the sound of zither's power.    

The light figure looked at Qin Wushuang with a strange glint in his eyes, and said slowly: "The Heavenly Heart Divine Art that you have comprehended is not bad, your innate talent is also good, and you are also a high-grade Profound Rank talent."    

When these words were spoken, the expressions of the people present were slightly different, while Ao Kun and the rest of the Warring Dragon Sect disciples all had smiles plastered on their faces. No matter how strong Qin Wushuang was, he was still ranked as one of the top heaven's pride experts of their Warring Dragon Sect.    

In contrast, the disciples of the Mystical Flame Valley had worried looks on their faces. They thought that the light and shadow had praised Qin Wushuang and it proved that his talent was better than Ao Kun's, but they never thought that he was on the same level.    

After Qin Wushuang heard the light figure's words, a trace of dejection flashed across the depths of his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash and quickly returned to his usual demeanor. He cupped his fists towards the light figure and said, "Thank you for your rating, senior."    

After he finished speaking, Qin Wushuang's figure flashed, and landed beside Ao Kun. He was incomparably confident, and he only needed to wait for the Sacred Pond to open.    

"I didn't expect you to be at the same level as me." Ao Kun was the same rating as him, but in his heart, he was actually happy. After all, the two of them were top characters, and the same rating, just showed that the light figure was fair.    

With Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang, the two peak heaven's pride experts, testing the waters, not only did many of them not calm down, they were extremely apprehensive. With profound level talent and above, they had the qualifications to enter the sacred pool.    

Even Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang were only high-grade Profound Rank experts, could they really reach the Profound Rank?    

Of course, these thoughts only existed in the hearts of those with relatively ordinary innate talent. They could see that the light and shadow were incomparably impartial and did not leave the slightest bit of face. There was absolutely no chance of taking any opportunistic actions.    

Very naturally, the rest of the five main city's top rankers went up to display their God Power.    

Cen Xie executed an extremely powerful poison art, able to turn the surrounding space into a poison barrier world. Whenever he entered this poison barrier world, the poison gas would enter his body and instantly corrode him, turning him into a pile of sludge, extremely terrifying.    

The eldest son of Wan Cheng, Wan Wudao, used the astonishing Power of thunder, and was completely bathed in the endless lightning. His gaze was like lightning, and with just a casual strike, he possessed the speed and destructive power of thunder, revealing his supreme strength.    

Yue Cheng and Yue Qingzhu entered the Mysterious Stage, the power of conception was created in the Sword Qi world, when the sword slashed out, the ten thousand swords roared at the same time, like the roar of wind and thunder, the mountains and rivers crumbled.    

Yue Bin also trained in the way of the sword, but it was different from the Moon Green Zhu. His sword was light and ethereal, so fast that it was impossible to follow its trajectory, as though it had fused with the air, making it impossible to guard against.    

Snowfall City Xiao Yulin had comprehended the Sacred Dream Divine Art, and in the place that was enveloped in her thoughts, all of the people present would enter her dreams without a sound, as they would be able to materialize extremely realistic images, allowing people to enter their dreams without being aware of it.    

The astonishing thing was that the five people who walked out afterwards were shockingly similar to Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang.    

At this point, all of the top heaven's pride experts of Seven main cities had received the recognition of the light figure. They only needed to wait quietly for the sacred pond to open, but the rest of them were no longer as calm.    

For a time, the atmosphere was extremely tense. No one had the intention to take the initiative and stand out. The gazes of the crowd seemed to be all waiting for the others to step out.    

"It seems like the high-grade Profound Rank talent will be the highest. No one can surpass it." Someone whispered.    

The others also nodded their heads, as if they all agreed with this point of view. There was no one here that could defeat these top-notch experts.    

At that time, Ao Kun had still not used the ability that he had comprehended, so they naturally did not think that he would be able to defeat Ao Kun. At the very most, it would only be a draw.    

After a moment, someone finally walked out. He had his hands clasped together and a peaceful expression on his face. He was mumbling something; it was the Void Sound Temple's Buddha.    

"Amitabha, junior is here to seek guidance." The Buddha slightly bowed towards the figure of light.    

The glowing shadow glanced at the Buddha in surprise and said: "You are actually a monk. What is your magic name?"    

"It's not the young monk Magic title." The Buddha bowed with his hands clasped together, looking extremely pious.    

"No, just leave it at that?" A meaningful look flashed past the glowing shadow's eyes. His gaze lingered on the Buddha for a few seconds before he said: "You can begin."    

"Yes." However, when the Buddha replied, Qin Wentian directly sat down cross-legged as he closed his eyes. It was as though he was meditating in cultivation, showing no signs of releasing his innate techniques.    

"What is he doing?" Many people revealed puzzled looks, as they did not understand what he was doing. There was not a single fluctuation of Genuine Essence on his body, and he did not seem to be using a sacred art.    

Not long after, his body began to gradually brighten. Strands of buddhist light were emitted from his body, and the surrounding spiritual energy started to surge, as if it was infected.    

After that, the buddhist light became more and more powerful, and could not reach his head. The three flowers on the top of his head appeared, emitting a sacred aura, the divine light sprinkled down onto his body, shining resplendently like an immortal golden body, unable to be destroyed.