Chapter 433: the True Meaning Of the Mythical Grade (1)

Chapter 433: the True Meaning Of the Mythical Grade (1)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Since the beginning of time, who preached the Dao…”

Amidst the rumbling drums, a low chant sounded like gangrene that was attached to one’s bones. It lingered around and lingered over.

“It’s me!”

The earth-shattering answer was indescribably shocking.

“The top and bottom have yet to form, how can you test it?”

“I know!” An incomparably firm answer surged within the hearts of the people.

In the entire Luming Hall, a strange terror gradually spread.

The people realized that as that low moan appeared.

They could no longer control themselves.

Under their skin, there was something squirming.

Slowly, bit by bit.

Within their internal organs, there was something screaming.

In their souls, uneasy and ominous thoughts quickly spread.

However, no one could escape because everyone had already lost their freedom of movement.

They seemed to be imprison, as if they had been fixed by some great magical power.

They could not help themselves and their lives were worse than death.

Only a delicate and cute girl could still move freely.

Moreover, she seemed to be completely unrestricted.

She could even save people.

Princess Fusang and Prince Li Gong finally sat on a bench in the ballroom with her help.

The princess held her hand tightly, as if she was holding onto a life-saving straw.

Everyone looked at the girl with hope.

Their eyes were full of pleading but the princess held her tightly.

People wanted to open their mouths, but they found that they couldn’t open them no matter how hard they tried.

They lowered their heads and their eyes seemed to crawl out of their sockets.

They looked at their mouths.

The mouths that were used for breathing, eating and speaking.

Now, there was nothing there.

The mouth, this organ seemed to not exist.

The ominous terror spread further!

Dong dong dong!

The chaotic sound of drums was still coming.

Rumble, the thunder above continued to roll.

Dark clouds covered the sky, the clouds surged and darkness invaded the earth.

Many streets and alleys even began to dim.

It was as if the world was going to usher in the end in the next second.

…

On the dance floor.

Ling Ping’an was excited about his talent.

This was because the audience in front of him liked his music very much.

The people screamed and crazily swayed their bodies, making all kinds of difficult movements.

Even his cat gave him a lot of face.

She actually turned into a black-haired girl, dancing to the beat of the drums on the platform.

She was extremely elegant and charming.

Although…

He also didn’t understand how his cat turned into a girl?

“Could it be…” the last bit of rationality he had was still questioning, “Did I eat or drink something that caused hallucinations here?”

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was really possible.

Who would think that he was possessed by Liu Ling?

Who would be so arrogant as to think that he was the master of the world?

However, at the same time, the arrogance and wildness in his heart were still rising!

Even if all the deities and Buddhas were present, there would still be three calamities and nine tribulations!

They would eventually die and their cultivation would disappear!

Even if it was a star, there would still be a day when it would burn all its fuel and collapse.

Even if it was the central black hole in the center of the universe, there would still be a time when it would explode.

But…

I would always exist!

I would always exist!

I would always exist alone!

Because…

I was above all things!

I was above everything in the world!

I was above material things, I was above vigor!

Thus, the tone of the chanting became so strange that even Ling Ping’an himself felt strange.

“Ming Zhao is dark, who can be extreme…” every word was elongated and the tone of the voice began to drift from left to right, up and down. Amidst the rumbling sound of the drums, it strangely stepped on the beat.

“Feng Yi is just like an image, how can I recognize him?”

He raised his head and softly spat out the answer.

The answer that this ancient person had researched his entire life.

“I can!”

Because…

I was born in chaos, and I was chaos!

With this thought, Ling Ping’an knew that he didn’t need to recite the later poems anymore because all the answers had an explanation.

Everything was because of him!

He was the source of everything and also the creator of everything.

At the beginning of the ancient times, in the chaos.

Earth, water, wind, fire, Yin and Yang of the universe were determined by him.

And life, death, misfortune, ups and downs were also determined by his will.

Everything, everything was just a line in his hand.

In his eternal dream, with his breathing and movement, with his thoughts and life and death, thus, he was filled with vigor.

Thus, he was incomparably arrogant!

The sky was low and the Earth was thin and the universe was tiny.

The world was so small that it could not even accommodate a single finger of his. The world was so fragile that even a single finger of his could not withstand it.

…

Rumble!

The thunder in the sky became even more intense, almost one after another.

The thunder exploded and the dark clouds were torn apart.

The whole world seemed to be on the verge of collapse under the terrifying power of Heaven and earth, as if the end of the world was coming in the next second.

On the road, ants kept pouring out.

Even in winter, countless poisonous snakes still crawled out of their holes despite the severe cold.

Countless rats followed them.

Li Shouyi also sensed a shudder that came from his soul.

His psionic sense told him that the world was collapsing before his eyes but where did the crisis come from?

He raised his head.

Faintly, there seemed to be an extremely strange and terrifying whisper in his ears.

“Ming Zhao is dark, who can reach the extreme…”

“Feng Yi is just like an elephant, how can he recognize it…”

The voice surged through the clouds, traveled through the Earth and reverberated in the air.

Every word was filled with a terrifying strangeness.

Finally, a firm but terrifying answer echoed in the thunder of the sky.

“I can!!!”

Thus, lightning flashed across the sky and Heaven and earth resonated!

Psionic power whimpered as it walked on the road of madness and destruction.

Li Shouyi had a premonition.

If the owner of that voice continued, the world would be torn apart by his mighty power!

Even though that might not be his original intention.

However…

It was like a child playing, he might not know that he would break the toy in his hand.

It was still the same now.

That person was unscrupulously awakening his strength but his strength was too strong.

Even if it was just awakening one percent of the fur, it could break the world!

Because even if it was just one percent of him, just its mass was enough to tear the Earth and even the sun apart!

“Is that him?” Li Shouyi looked at the Luming Villa in fear.

Then, he rushed to the Luming Villa without caring about anything else.

He had to go!

…

Ling Ping’an was extremely crazy.

Heaven and earth were like chicken eggs and the universe was like a bathtub.

The arrogance and wildness in his heart had reached the point of lawlessness.

He was even thinking, “Such a fragile and small world…”

The world was in a daze.

In his eyes, the audience on the dance floor in front of him were nothing more than ephemera.

They trembled under the sound of the drums and distorted under the low moans.

Their bodies seemed to be collapsing.

“Such fragile lives…”

“What’s the point of their existence? What’s the point of living?”

“It’s better to crush them than to be free!”

As he thought of this, he laughed wildly.

Countless things seemed to be drilling out of his hands.

This fragile world, these insignificant mortal things.

Destroy!

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Distort!

Thus, he raised both his hands and was about to slam them down heavily.

To the world, the drumming of the end of the world, to all living things in the world, sounded the echoes of destruction.

However…

His hands stopped in mid-air.

His mouth only opened.

Because…

“You must remember the warmth of this world…”

“Don’t smash it!”

His mother’s voice echoed in his ears.

“Is it the warmth of the world?” Ling Ping’an muttered to himself.

His rationality seemed to be returning.

He remembered many things.

The education and care he received since young.

The smiles of his neighbors.

And the smell of his aunt…

Aunt Cai’s steamed dumplings and tofu pudding.

Chiba Michiko’s takeout.

He even thought of Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhang, Grandma Hu…

And Hu Nuonuo…

The shadows of the people he knew and remembered flashed through his mind.

“This world may be boring…”

“This world may be fragile…”

“But…”

“I’d better not crush it!”

He thought.

If he crushed it, he would have to resuture it in case he regretted it.

Moreover, even if he glued it together, there would still be cracks and it wouldn’t be so perfect!

Thus, he put down his hand.

When he put down his hand, the thunder in the sky stopped.

The dark clouds dispersed, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Countless people opened their windows and poked their heads out.

Splash!

The rain fell from the sky.

The ants on the road crawled back to the ant nest.

The poisonous snakes that had come out of their holes struggled and crawled towards the cave.

The rats scattered in all directions.

Li Shouyi landed on a hill near the Luming Villa.

The rain fell from the sky.

He reached out to receive some rain.

Unexpectedly, the rain was not cold at all. Instead, it felt warm.

He raised his head. In the rain, in the sky, a bright moon appeared from the dark clouds.

The moonlight accompanied the heavy rain and sprinkled all over the earth.

For a moment, the rain was like a silver line that stretched endlessly!

Li Shouyi was no longer infatuated.

He knew that the disaster was over.

And the feast was about to begin!

…

Ling Ping’an put down his hand.

He suddenly laughed.

His cat jumped back from the table and jumped into his arms, acting coquettishly.

The little fellow stuck out its tongue and licked the back of its master’s hand with all its might.

It seemed to be very afraid and also very afraid!

“Don’t be afraid!” Ling Ping’an stroked its fur.

Then, he looked at the world in front of him.

All the audience members on the dance floor collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

They seemed to be unable to extricate themselves from the music because they had heard the peerless music created by Ling Ping’an. They were immersed in the paradise of music.

On the music stage, the band members were like a pile of mud.

They were probably immersed in the wonderful music that they would never be able to hear in their lifetime.

“The audience is so supportive…” Ling Ping’an thought, “I can’t not repay them!”

Yes!

He had to repay the audience’s enthusiasm.

As an artist and a musician, Ling Ping’an deeply felt that only music could thank these cute audiences.

So, he lightly tapped.

The drumbeat was long.

At the same time, he began to sing.

His voice was vast and filled with an ancient charm.

“Flying light, I urge you to have a cup of wine…”

“I don’t know how high the sky is, how thick the Earth is!”

“But seeing the cold moon and the warm sun, I come to fry my life…”

He swayed as if he was drunk.

As he sang, psionic power surged inside and outside the dance floor.

One by one, the people who had already festered and their bodies were slowly standing up again.

The cracked skin regained its harmony and the blood that flowed out returned to their bodies.

Those abnormalities and oddities disappeared into nothing.

Not only that.

In the cappella, in the leisurely drumming, psionic power seeped into their skin bit by bit.

They were muddle-headed and didn’t know what to do.

Their previous memories seemed to have been forgotten.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the man wearing a mask on the music stage. He was holding a kitten and gently tapping the drumming.

Dong dong dong!

The sound of the drums was pleasant to the ears.

“Isn’t that…” in the crowd, Cen Mai frowned, “Brother Ling from Jiang City?”

“Why did he go on stage?”

But in the next second, he didn’t have time to think.

Because…

He looked at his hands. There was a warm current flowing in his meridians.

Psionic power was slowly flowing in his internal organs and pubic region.

“I…”

“I’m going to be a transcendent being?!”

He was overjoyed.

He immediately understood that this was a golden opportunity bestowed by the heavens, a golden opportunity!

Immediately, he sat down cross-legged and channeled his psionic power according to his family’s instructions.

Beside him, countless people who had come to their senses had already sat down cross-legged.

Everyone understood.

A mighty figure was enlightening them!

…

Inside the Luming Hall, it was a mess.

The entire hall was shaking under the sound of the drums.

The marble floor was cracking inch by inch.

On the walls, countless cracks spread out like a spider web but what was even more terrifying was what happened to the people in the hall.

Countless people were paralyzed.

Their limbs were twisted and separated.

Drumbeats kept coming.

Under their skin and flesh, an ominous fear was wriggling and growing.

Thunder rumbled in the sky.

Doors shattered in the wind and rain.

Countless windows exploded one by one.

Only Chiba Michiko and Li Gong, who were under her protection, remained in human form but the wind outside the doors was howling and the world was swaying.

Even they wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.

Suddenly…

The drums stopped.

The thunder also stopped.

The wind and rain seemed to have stopped as well.

Then, crash!

A torrential downpour fell from the sky.

Then…

The leisurely sound of drums rang in their ears.

A low, clear voice echoed in their ears.

“Flying light, I urge you to have a cup of wine…”

“I don’t know how high the sky is, how thick the yellow soil is…”

“Only the cold moon and the warm sun can be seen to fry one’s life…”

One figure after another stood up.

They looked around in a daze as if they had forgotten everything that had happened.

The shattered doors and windows were slowly recovering under some kind of great power.

The cracked floor was once again peaceful.

The cracks on the walls were slowly recovering.

It was as if nothing had happened.

However, Chiba Michiko and Li Gong remembered everything clearly.

They had seen with their own eyes the appearance of a terrifying disaster. They had also witnessed the distortion of the participants inside and outside the hall.

It was as if a terrifying nightmare was lingering in their minds.

The cappella quietly echoed in their ears.

The fear in their hearts calmed down.

“Li He’s poem…” listening to the cappella, Li Gong suddenly said, “This is Li He’s ‘bitter days are short’!”

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