Peerless Divine Emperor

At this point, the thirty-three people finished playing the piano music. The people on the stairs in Huaqing Palace were inevitably disappointed.

They came for Master Tingzhu, but unfortunately, Master Tingzhu did not come. The piano music they heard tonight was also a little disappointing. This is not to say that the piano music was bad, but it was a little different from what they expected.

The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

There were only the last two people left, and I am afraid there would be no unexpected situation.

However, just when everyone had this idea, the thirty-fourth room of the Nishang Palace suddenly lit up with a dazzling light. The next moment, a ray of pure piano sound seemed to bloom with the light and floated into everyone's eardrums.

In just a moment, everyone's heart trembled fiercely, and their eyes suddenly solidified in the air.

This piano sound...

Such a pure sound, like the sound of stringed instruments, instantly hitting people's hearts.

I don't know when, the Purple Emperor's eyes have opened, and there seems to be a strange luster in his eyes. Looking at the light curtain, this person has already been extremely advanced in the art of playing the zither, just like a master!

A true master can make others feel his skill with just a simple note.

And this person has done this.

The person playing at this time is the figure in the purple cloak. He bowed his head and played the zither. His face was covered by the mask, and his expression at this time could not be seen. However, his ten fingers were slowly brushing on the strings, as if he was stroking the strings, giving people a feeling of flowing clouds and water, as if this was the real art of playing the zither.

Every movement of his seemed to reveal an unparalleled confidence and indifference. Even if he couldn't see the listener, he could infect the listener's emotions with the sound of the zither.

Endless notes diffused from the piano sound. Above the Huaqing Palace, there was an endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered in one place, as if condensing a picture, which made the crowd's faces freeze, and their eyes stared at the picture. Could it be that the man wanted to tell them the artistic conception of his piano music with the picture?

There are so many people with such skills in Xuanyue Island that they can be counted on both hands.

This is much more difficult than simply infecting them with piano music.

"Could it be that the news is true?" Many people's eyes suddenly brightened a little, their heartbeats accelerated inexplicably, and they couldn't help but have a little fantasy in their hearts.

Could the person playing at this time be Tingzhu Gongzi?

Thinking of this, many people finally stopped being calm, their faces showed extremely excited expressions, and their eyes were fixed on the room on the light curtain. As long as the person inside was Tingzhu Gongzi, the door of the room would definitely open. At that time, the person took off the mask and knew his true identity.

But at this time, an extremely beautiful picture was brewing in the void.

The two phoenixes flew together, their feathers fluttering, and the golden light that fell from the sky enveloped them, as if it bloomed for them, making people feel extremely harmonious and beautiful, as if this was the most beautiful scene in the world.

But just when everyone was immersed in that beautiful feeling, the sound of the piano suddenly changed its tone, becoming extremely urgent and violent, like a sudden drop of lightning, lightning and thunder, making everyone's face suddenly change, and they looked at the void with some horror.

What happened?

"Boom!"

I saw an extremely terrifying purple lightning falling down, passing directly through the picture, and the two phoenixes made a shrill cry at the same time, their wings shattered like an explosion, falling rapidly, and finally disappeared in the void.

And the picture also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

At this time, the void was filled with a terrifying thunder pressure. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be affected by the sound of the piano, becoming extremely violent, emitting a sharp whistle, trembling violently, as if it would break at any time.

On the stairs, countless people suddenly felt a strong pressure falling on them, as if it could penetrate their bodies, and their faces turned pale. Most of them were emperors, and this level of pressure was already a bit too much for them.

At this time, they looked at the void with a hint of fear.

The turning point of this piano sound was too big.

The previous moment was still light and beautiful, and the next moment it was changed, with lightning and thunder, which was really hard to adapt to.

However, this also reflects how high the player's attainments in the piano are. He has reached a state of free will and integration of man and piano.

At this moment, they are more determined in their guesses.

Hopefully, he is here!

Countless people looked up at the void, only to see that the wind and clouds there were becoming more and more terrifying, with lightning flashing in the clouds and roaring loudly, as if a great terrorist attack was brewing, from which a terrifying wave of fluctuations spread.

A moment later, a huge shadow appeared in the void. The shadow was slender and graceful, with his right hand behind his back, giving people a peerless aura.

The crowd's eyes fell on the shadow, guessing who the shadow was.

Gradually, the shadow became much more solid, the lines on his face became clearer and clearer, and his temperament became more and more noble, as if a Thunder God had descended to the world, with a powerful aura that was intimidating.

On the stairs, someone suddenly exclaimed: "That person is... Zi Di!"

After this person reminded them, countless people's hearts trembled, and their minds instantly recalled Zi Di's appearance. When compared with the shadow, they were indeed nine points similar!

Their faces suddenly became more interesting. Is this, comparing the Purple Emperor to the Thunder God?

Many people present knew that the power that the Purple Emperor was good at was the way of thunder.

The Purple Emperor naturally saw the figure of the Thunder God. It was indeed very similar to him, and his temperament was even more similar. It can be said that he was very attentive.

At this moment, an unfathomable meaning flashed in the Purple Emperor's eyes, and he vaguely understood something.

Then, the violent and thunderous piano sound gradually became calm, and the dark wind and clouds dissipated. Everything seemed to have returned to its previous appearance. Only the figure in the void still stood there, with dazzling divine aura flowing on his body, as if eternal and immortal.

"It's OK." The Purple Emperor suddenly spoke.

The Purple Emperor's voice seemed to contain a great power, which directly penetrated the light curtain and was transmitted to the room in the Nishang Palace through the formation.

When the figure in the purple cloak heard this voice, he knew that it was the Purple Emperor who spoke, but his eyes seemed very calm, as if he had expected it long ago.

He gently lifted his hands from the strings, and the sound of the zither stopped abruptly. The crowd in Huaqing Palace suddenly withdrew from the artistic conception of the zither music, and all of them showed a trace of melancholy on their faces, as if they were still not satisfied.

This zither music seemed to be improvised, but it gave people a feeling of naturalness and perfection. From beginning to end, it was in extreme changes and turns. It was impossible to predict what changes would happen in the next moment, and they were always worried.

The front made people feel extremely comfortable, but the back made people feel extremely depressed, and even felt unable to breathe.

"Pudong..." The hearts of the crowd beat, and their eyes stared at the room on the light curtain, expecting the person inside to come out.

If I guessed correctly, it should be him!

The Purple Emperor looked at the light curtain with a deep gaze. He had actually guessed who the person inside was. Except for him, there was probably no one else in Xuanyue Island who had such exquisite zither skills.

Of course, several emperor-level zither cultivators in Qianqin Mountain were excluded.

"Please come out and see me." The Purple Emperor uttered a voice towards the light curtain, and the voice was transmitted to the room again. Almost at the same time as the voice arrived, the door of the room opened automatically, revealing a figure sitting inside.

At this moment, countless eyes in Huaqing Palace were all directed at the figure inside, but there was a trace of astonishment in their eyes. They had never noticed this person before.

"It seems that Master Tingzhu doesn't want to be recognized by us in advance, so he deliberately keeps a low profile. Does he want to give us a surprise?" Someone whispered, with a trace of joy that was difficult to conceal.

As soon as this person finished speaking, the people around him immediately rolled their eyes at him, with a trace of contempt on their faces. Give him a surprise?

He really dared to say it.

At this time, a figure wearing a purple cloak stepped out of the room, with a chic demeanor and extraordinary bearing.

Although they were in different palaces, the people in Huaqing Palace saw it very clearly, and even seemed to be able to feel the temperament exuded from him, which was so transcendent and peerless.

"Junior greets Senior Zidi." The figure saluted Zidi from a distance. He knew that Zidi was looking at him at the moment.

"No need to be polite, take off your mask." Zidi replied lightly.

"Yes." The figure nodded slightly, then touched his face with his slender right hand, and took off the mask little by little under the gaze of countless expectant eyes.

When the mask was completely taken off, a fair and handsome face appeared in the sight of countless people, and his eyes were bright and bright, like the stars in the night sky.

"Master Tingzhu!"

Screams and exclamations came out, and the crowd in Huaqing Palace could no longer hold back. They all stood up, showing an extremely yearning look on their faces, as if they were showing respect and love for the figure.

Master Tingzhu is the pride of Qianqin Mountain, and also the pride of Zhuzhen.

Master Tingzhu alone suppressed countless Tianjiao figures in Xuanyue Island, with peerless elegance and invincible posture.

No matter how many words of praise are used to describe him, it is not an exaggeration.

Undoubtedly, the crowd in Huaqing Palace was extremely excited at this moment, as if they had regained hope. They thought that Master Tingzhu would not come, but in the end, Master Tingzhu appeared in front of them.

That piece of piano music amazed the whole audience.

Even the Purple Emperor asked Master Tingzhu to come out and meet him. He was the only one in the audience who received such an honor.

All this proved that Master Tingzhu's strength was not in vain.

I saw a strong light emerging from Master Tingzhu's body. The next moment, the strong light dissipated, and he changed his clothes.

Wearing a hair crown and a white shirt, he was white and dust-free, and he was handsome and elegant. Compared with his previous outfit, he now revealed a more gentle and elegant temperament.