Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie's words, "Have all the youths from beyond the region come up," ignited the fury of these Heaven's Pride Kings, each with their immense pride and strong sense of self-worth.

However, their bodies were remarkably honest, not resisting as their words and expressions did.

All the participating Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region walked towards the high platform in unison.

Although they felt anger at Jun Wuxie's words, feeling belittled by him, and a sense of humiliation at having their dignity trampled in front of countless people,

none of them remained in place.

This scene caused a chorus of boos from the surrounding crowd in the air around Fengyun Xuan.

They spoke harsh words and wore expressions of anger, unwilling to be looked down upon, but their actions directly contradicted this.

The young kings from beyond the region felt a burning sensation on their faces.

They knew that what they were doing was somewhat shameful, but they were even more aware that if they did not unite, there would be no hope of victory in this literary contest.

Although it was a joint effort, winning would be better than stubbornly fighting alone and losing.

Moreover, their primary task was to deal with Jun Wuxie. Winning the literary contest would, to some extent, inflict some damage on his confidence, making the martial contest duel more advantageous.

One after another, people from the Heavenly Dao Academy brought zithers and zither tables, arranging them neatly on the high platform.

After the people from the Heavenly Dao Academy left, the young Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region began to move the zither tables.

They moved the zither tables to Jun Wuxie's sides and behind him, forming a circle of encirclement.

"Shameless!"

"You shameless villains! Jun Shen asked you to join forces, and you abandoned your integrity. Not only did you shamelessly come on stage, but you also used this encircling formation. You truly don't know what shame is!"

Many people from Canglan felt anger.

Being the younger generation and coming to this Martial Dao Myth Exchange Conference, it should have been a one-on-one affair.

Where were the self-respect and pride of these young Heaven's Pride Kings?

Not only did they join forces, but they also used this encircling formation!

"Dawn Sovereign, you yourself asked us to join forces. Does Dawn Sovereign have any objections to our choice of positions?"

The Saint Child Wuchen said with a smile.

His expression was full of confidence.

If joining forces didn't guarantee a 100% chance of dealing with Jun Wuxie, then surrounding him and attacking from all directions with sound-killing secret techniques would be foolproof!

They had hundreds of people, hundreds of experts, simultaneously playing and using sound-killing secret techniques. With such a formation, they could even form a special secret technique resonance.

Even if Jun Wuxie had heaven-defying abilities, he would definitely not be able to resist it!

There couldn't possibly be such a person in this world!

"Sit wherever you please, I have no objections."

Jun Wuxie smiled, and as he spoke, he pushed his zither table to the center of the high platform, giving up the position behind him so that the Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region could better complete their encirclement.

Whoa!

His actions made people feel incomprehensible.

Dawn Sovereign's attainments in the Dao of Music were extremely high, which had already been proven before.

But now that the ancient ancestors from beyond the region had put forward conditions, Dawn Sovereign could not use the previous sound-killing secret music, and there were various restrictions.

Under such circumstances, Jun Shen not only allowed the Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region to come on stage and confront him together, but also deliberately created opportunities for them in the process of forming an encirclement!

"Dawn Sovereign, you are really arrogant!"

Although Jun Wuxie's behavior was a good thing for the cultivators from beyond the region, cooperating with and fulfilling them, it made them feel very angry in their hearts.

The opponent's posture was too high, and his aura undoubtedly crushed them.

This was something they could not tolerate!

Jun Wuxie did not speak, his expression calm as he looked at them peacefully.

"You asked us to come on stage, so you should let us play first!"

The Dragon Hunter Saint Child made a very excessive request.

With so many of them joining forces, they still wanted to play first, because they were worried that their state would decline after enduring Jun Wuxie's music, and they would not be able to exert their peak strength.

"As you wish."

Jun Wuxie did not care about the order. After speaking, he reached out and waved slightly in the air, and a set of tea sets flew from his banquet table, landing steadily on the zither table.

"Everyone, you can begin your performance now."

When he spoke, he did not look at any of the Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region, but held up the teapot, poured a cup of steaming tea, and took a leisurely sip.

"We've seen many arrogant people in the starry sky over the past few hundred years, but you are the most arrogant one we've ever seen, and also the one who pretends to be the most profound!

I'm afraid that you are still in a high posture now, but you will soon be ugly and lose all face!

Facing hundreds of us, you dare to be so arrogant. We can only say that you are too inflated and have a bit of a frog-in-a-well feeling!"

Saint Child Wuchen, Dragon Hunter Saint Child, and others were all furious.

This person was really good at pretending, this posture was too infuriating, what did he take them for?

Daring to do this, he was destined to pay the price!

"Everyone, let's begin!"

They adjusted their mentality and emotions, and their expressions gradually calmed down, their hands gently placed on the zither strings.

At this moment, the Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region seemed to be in harmony with the zithers in front of them, with a special charm.

Then, a burst of zither music suddenly rang out.

Hundreds of Heaven's Pride Kings plucked the strings at the same time.

The sound of the zithers resounded throughout the venue, sometimes passionate, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Different zither sounds, different rhythms, and various zither rhymes intertwined.

At the moment when these zither sounds rang out, deafening dragon roars full of violence and madness, the sound of raging waves like a torrent, the earth-shattering sound, the roar like thunder from the nine heavens, followed.

Everyone only felt that they had fallen into a chaotic and incomparably world where destructive energy was rampant.

It was as if they had been pulled into a terrifying world.

In this world, there were a large number of great dragons covered in blood and wounds, roaring violently, shuttling through the air, swaying their dragon bodies cast like gold and iron, collapsing the long sky, tearing the universe with their sharp dragon claws, and destroying mountains and rivers.

There were endless torrents of raging waves sweeping in, coming from the end of the world, rolling up into the starry sky, to annihilate heaven and earth.

There were endless mountains breaking apart, the ground sinking, and the sky collapsing.

Countless extreme thunderbolts spread throughout the entire world, flashing with dazzling electric light, whistling and bombarding down, penetrating the sky and the earth!

There were also various different visions appearing.

……

These were all the terrible scenes evolved from the sound-killing secret techniques of the young Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region, causing everyone to feel cold all over, shuddering, and feeling fear.

It was as if they were really in such a world, their bodies stiff, maintaining their postures and daring not to move at all.

As if with just a slight movement, they would be torn apart by those great dragons, submerged by the torrents, crushed by the yellow sky, and split by lightning...

On the Canglan side, among those who had not completely fallen into the terrible musical illusion, many people showed worry, their palms sweaty with tension.

The participants on the Canglan side held their breaths!

If it were one-on-one, they believed that Jun Shen could easily crush them, and none of their sound-killing secret techniques could cause the slightest harm to Jun Shen.

But the current situation was that hundreds of Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region were playing sound-killing secret techniques together!

In addition, their formation of an encirclement made the power of these sound-killing secret techniques much stronger than a simple joint effort!

What differed from their tension was that Jun Wuxie, who was located in the center of the sound-killing secret technique siege, was extremely calm.

He sat in front of the zither table, put down the teacup in his hand, and tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips.

Each fingertip made an extremely slight sound when it landed on the zither table.

Such a sound could not be heard at all under the surrounding zither music, but it could be seen that with each fall of his fingers, a note jumped, and then turned into a silent, very faint ripple that spread around.

These seemingly faint ripples completely obliterated the sound-killing power played by the hundreds of Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region at a distance of several meters around his body.

Whether it was the thunder of sound-killing, the torrents, or the visions evolved by the notes such as the great dragons, they all collapsed and dissolved into nothingness in an instant.

Revealing this hand, it really shocked the people present.

Even those Eternal Saint Realm experts violently contracted their pupils, feeling extremely horrified in their hearts!

How could Jun Wuxie's musical attainments be so strong?

People at their realm could naturally see that Jun Wuxie did not use martial power or other means to resolve it.

The notes that his fingertips tapped on the zither table were all notes, notes produced by music, not notes evolved by other means.

The seemingly very inconspicuous notes, the faint translucent sound waves, seemed to spread out like gentle water waves, but they completely obliterated the sound-killing secret techniques of hundreds of Heaven's Pride Kings!

What kind of musical monster was this?

How could a martial arts cultivator have such heaven-defying attainments in the Dao of Music!

It should be known that even the most talented people in the Dao of Music, who specialize in this path throughout their lives, find it difficult to cultivate the Dao of Music to this point at this age, let alone those who cultivate martial arts!

This person not only cultivates martial arts, but also cultivates the Dao of Symbols!

Dual cultivation of symbols and martial arts requires an unimaginable amount of energy, and yet he can still have such achievements in the Dao of Music. It's simply Arabian Nights.

Such a monster should not exist in this world!

On the high platform, when the Heaven's Pride Kings from beyond the region saw such a scene, their pupils also contracted violently, and then their eyes burst out with cold light.

Damn it!

They actually resolved their sound-killing secret techniques in such a way, the movements were so casual, making it difficult for them to accept.

In the next moment, their zither music became even more terrifying.

These zither sounds began to deeply blend, and then resonated in the blending, producing a resonance.

Instantly, the phenomena of each type of zither music underwent tremendous changes, incorporating the phenomena of others' sonic assassination secret techniques, causing their power to surge!

In this situation, Jun Wuxie remained calm and composed, sitting there, raising his teacup with his right hand, sipping the steaming tea, his left hand rhythmically tapping the table on which the zither rested.

One after another, musical notes containing the mysterious Dao of sound spun out from the moment his fingertips collided with the tabletop, forming a unique melody.

Sound waves spread like gentle ripples of water in all directions and upwards.

Those sonic assassination techniques, whose power had surged, were still obliterated by him several meters away, unable to get close at all.

Around his body, a haven of purity formed, allowing the terrifying phenomena on the high platform to rage, lightning and thunder to rumble, torrents to sweep, dragons to soar, and the heavens and earth to collapse…

Around his body, everything remained calm as usual, the space stable, not even a wisp of wind stirred, and not a single strand of hair fluttered.

People were all dumbfounded.

Watching him leisurely savoring the specially supplied fragrant tea of Heavenly Dao Academy amidst the siege of sonic assassination techniques, and then looking at those young prodigy kings from beyond the realm frantically playing sonic assassination secret techniques, playing until their fingers bled, their faces flushed red, and their black hair danced wildly.

The stark contrast deeply impacted everyone's vision and mind!

"This person is too terrifying! If he doesn't die, how can we be at ease!"

The ancient ancestors from beyond the realm were shocked and terrified, and at the same time, their killing intent reached an unprecedented level.

Such a person is destined to be their enemy, and if he is allowed to continue to grow, the future is unimaginable!

"It seems that the great Dark Envoys want to kill him not only because they are afraid of his means of subduing the Eternal Giants, but also because of his own terrifying talent!

This is completely a monster among monsters!

Fortunately, the great Dark Envoys have already made ample preparations, and no matter how heaven-defying this Jun Wuxie is, he is destined to bleed on the Martial Dao Stage!"

The ancient ancestors of the various forces from beyond the realm had gloomy eyes.

Their previous understanding of Jun Wuxie was limited to the information they had found, and they had never personally contacted him.

Today, they can be considered to truly understand the terror of this person, and the more they understand, the more terrifying they find him!

At this moment, the music has reached its end.

Until the zither music stopped, Jun Wuxie still sat calmly in front of the zither table, and the left hand tapping the table also stopped as the zither music of the prodigy kings from beyond the realm ceased.

"Everyone seems a little tired."

He said in a calm tone, putting down the teacup in his hand and pouring tea while speaking.

"You!"

The hundreds of prodigy kings from beyond the realm were so angry that their blood ran in reverse, almost spurting out of their throats, their chests heaving violently, panting heavily, with a violent impulse to smash the zither in front of them.

"Lord Jun is invincible!"

Everyone recovered from the illusion of the sonic assassination secret technique, raised their arms and shouted, and the excited emotions instantly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

Lord Jun is too strong, so strong that it exceeds imagination!

With such a posture, he calmly and easily resolved the sonic assassination secret technique played jointly by the prodigy kings from beyond the realm. Throughout history, who else can achieve such a feat in a literary contest of the same generation?

"Everyone can rest well. If you have rested well, I will start playing."

"Hmph! You can come as you please. We want to see what other amazing means you have besides the previous sonic assassination song!"

The prodigy kings from beyond the realm all sneered.

Their mouths are very tough.

Now that things have come to this, no matter what the outcome, they cannot show weakness at this time, and they do not believe that Jun Wuxie can really use the Dao of music to deal with all of them at the same time!

Besides, the rules were set in advance, and the worst result is just a minor injury!

Moreover, music is only one part of the literary contest.

Next, there will be a contest of calligraphy.

After the literary contest, there will be a martial arts contest.

Martial arts is their biggest trump card, and they have unparalleled confidence in themselves!

With the blackening blood rage pill given by the great Dark Envoys, who can compete with them?

A slight smile appeared on Jun Wuxie's calm face, making people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze.

However, those who were familiar with him had an indescribable strange feeling, always feeling that his smile was a little different from his usual smile.

But they couldn't say exactly where it was different.

At this time, he placed the tea set on the edge of the zither table, and gently placed both hands flat on the zither strings, and his whole temperament instantly became different.

As if he was the zither, and the zither was him, the two were perfectly united.

Not only that, but everyone only felt that his whole person seemed to have become a carrier of music, transforming into the source of music.