Chapter 00144: The Palace Music Rises, the Long Halberd Cuts Across Ninety Thousand Miles
# The Palace Music Rises, the Long Halberd Cuts Across Ninety Thousand Miles
Chapter 144
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 144: The Palace Music Rises, the Long Halberd Cuts Across Ninety Thousand Miles
The turbulent spiritual energy swept through, startling Liu Li, who was busy preparing Five Spirit Liquid.
She watched in shock as the spiritual energy poured down from above the massive stone, then surged into the spiritual gathering formation where Lan Xiaobu was.
This is...
Liu Li was not without experience; she quickly realized that Lan Xiaobu's spiritual gathering formation had upgraded, and it was now definitely above level five.
Previously, when she had seen Lan Xiaobu's formation, she had been astonished that he had managed to acquire a level four formation disk.
She never imagined that this level four formation was set up by Lan Xiaobu himself.
Not to mention Lan Xiaobu, how many people in the Western Kunlun Sect could arrange a level four spiritual gathering formation? The few elders who could do it had all been immersed in the study of formations for over a hundred years.
So, up until now, she had believed that Lan Xiaobu’s formation was supported by a formation disk, but seeing that it upgraded from level four to five, she realized that he had set it up all on his own.
And he must have just advanced from a level four formation master to level five.
For someone as young as Lan Xiaobu to already be a level five formation master is simply astonishing.
In Yuan Continent, cultivation resources are scarce, and not only do cultivators find it difficult to advance, but they also struggle to progress in the dao of formations, pills, and tools.
If Lan Xiaobu's talent in the dao of formations were known, even the Western Kunlun Sect would be fighting to take him in as a disciple.
Should she introduce Lan Xiaobu to the Western Kunlun Sect? A talent like him in the dao of formations is truly a rare find.
However, she did not like his conceited attitude; did no one teach him the importance of respecting large sects?
Little did she know that in Lan Xiaobu's eyes, she appeared just as proud.
He typically disliked interacting with this kind of woman.
...
Lan Xiaobu felt elated.
He didn't care about what Liu Li was doing or what she thought; he had realized his second plan: to reach the level of a fifth-level formation master before leaving the Primordial Ruins.
That was not even the most surprising part.
He had used the Seven Sounds Model to construct a new kind of trapping and killing formation, the Spirit Locking and Essence Suppressing Strangling Formation.
This was the harvest that really thrilled him.
The Spirit Locking and Essence Suppressing Strangling Formation could compensate for the shortcomings of the Spirit Arresting Incense because it could also suppress the divine sense and essence of the opponent.
As long as he could trap the enemy inside this formation, their divine sense and true essence would face suppression.
This formation was far from perfect against someone like Gui Wushou, but as long as he could restrain Gui Wushou’s divine sense and true essence, he would consider it a success.
The only drawback was that this formation required an excessive amount of spiritual source, needing complete great way spiritual sources to support it.
This meant that regular spirit stones and spirit marrow crystals would not work; only spiritual veins, which counted as great way spiritual sources, could suffice.
Fortunately, Lan Xiaobu had a segment of a low-grade spiritual vein nearby.
He had originally intended to use it to advance to the Golden Core stage, but after finding the Five Spirit Mysterious Gorge, he had plenty of spiritual energy to make that leap without needing the vein.
Lan Xiaobu rubbed his hands together.
"Gui Wushou, just you wait; the Spirit Locking and Essence Suppressing Formation will surely not disappoint you."
Currently, the Spirit Locking and Essence Suppressing Strangling Formation was considered a fifth-level formation.
As his mastery of formations improved, he could set up even higher-level formations.
Unfortunately, his skill in refining formation flags wasn’t too high; if it had been, this formation would surely have reached another level.
Once he had finished refining all the formation flags and the Spirit Arresting Incense, Lan Xiaobu finally had time to pull out the Seven Sounds.
In a normal situation, upon obtaining the Seven Sounds, he would have immediately studied what it was.
But now, with Gui Wushou waiting outside, he could only first prioritize studying life-saving items and then look into the Seven Sounds.
As soon as Lan Xiaobu opened the Seven Sounds, a dull drumbeat resonated within his sea of consciousness.
He quickly summoned his divine sense shield, expecting it to be some sort of ambush.
But he retracted the shield immediately; this was not an ambush.
Upon opening the Seven Sounds, he found no words, only sounds.
Following the drumbeat was a cascade of sound waves that made one’s blood boil, reminiscent of the clash of weapons and the thundering of horses.
Even though there was not a single word, Lan Xiaobu saw two massive lines of characters dancing in front of him: "The way does not sink; the Seven Sounds emerge, amidst the dark sky, a lone traveler stands! Like a dragon dancing alone, yet seemingly shackled by an invisible force, struggling in the vast void."
Is this a reflection of my state of mind? Lan Xiaobu suddenly stood up, intense battle intent surging, and a colossal axe materialized in his hand uncontrollably.
The two lines of dancing characters paired with the valor of clashing weapons seemed to rise higher and higher, as if seeking to break free from all shackles and constraints, yearning for space and freedom.
The drumbeat grew denser, the sounds of metal clashing became more hurried, and the flying big characters were relentless.
Lan Xiaobu felt like his blood was boiling from this drumbeat and metallic sound, and an uncontrollable impulse surged within him.
It was as if a voice within his heart was about to explode, yet it couldn't be released, causing him to feel a sense of suffocation, which only turned into an even more uncontainable aura.
"Kill one within ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles!" The aura exuded a murderous intent, impossible to suppress.
Images flashed before his eyes: the desperate struggles to survive amidst ruins, witnessing Su Cen die right before him, which brought an extreme oppression.
This oppression caused his blood to boil violently, transforming into an endless torrent of savage killing momentum.
This rampant killing intent had nowhere to vent, yet it violently swirled around Lan Xiaobu’s true essence and divine sense.
The drumbeats grew more urgent, and just as everything peaked, the killing aura burst into the sky.
Lan Xiaobu felt he had found the point of entry with his massive axe, and he roared, "A sound that breaks the heart, the palace music rises, the long halberd cuts across ninety thousand miles!"
The massive axe transformed into an aura so overwhelming that it nearly tore apart space itself, wildly sweeping forth — this was the palace music kill in the Seven Sounds!
From afar, Liu Li watched in a daze as the spiritual gathering formation where Lan Xiaobu stood emitted a killing aura, this violent killing aura swirling like a vortex, continuously rising, eventually showing a terrifying solidity.
This sent a wave of fear through her; she feared that if this killing aura erupted, it would obliterate everything here.
What kind of divine power is this? How could she see the solidifying sound of killing?
Then, she heard Lan Xiaobu's roar:
"A sound that breaks the heart, the palace music rises, the long halberd cuts across ninety thousand miles!"
With this roar, the murderous aura reached its peak; a despairing killing intent easily tore through the level five spiritual gathering formation and exploded forth.
Boom! The axe shadow crashed onto the massive stone, leaving a deep gash.
The massive axe instantly shattered into fragments, falling to the ground.
Even at the very edge, Liu Li was swept by this violent killing aura, her body flying like a kite, crashing down in a corner.
Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, but she was oblivious, staring blankly at Lan Xiaobu.
All of Lan Xiaobu’s upper garments had been torn apart, revealing his muscular physique.
In that moment, he stood there like a god amidst heaven and earth.
It felt as though the blow he had just delivered could rip the entire universe into pieces.
Lan Xiaobu didn’t move; that strike had consumed all his spirit and energy.
Yet he felt the frightening power of it; as long as he had sufficient strength, with that one strike, he could split any planet in half.
At this moment, he thought of the might of the Pangu Axe.
When Pangu split the heavens, it was with a single stroke that the chaos was cleaved in twain.
But what really occupied Lan Xiaobu’s mind were the words, "The way does not sink; the Seven Sounds emerge, amidst the dark sky, a lone traveler stands."
This one stroke made him feel lonely; with it, everything would be ground to dust beneath his axe.
He was certain that the Seven Sounds he obtained from Mu Qian had nothing to do with the Seven Sounds Model left behind by Zhuzhu.
However, upon opening the Seven Sounds, he felt that decisive killing aura for the first time.
He finally understood the true meaning of "the lone traveler in the dark sky."
Those who could leave their name in the vast universe were indeed not benevolent individuals.
He had previously believed that Zhuzhu was a kind person, one who disliked killing.
Perhaps that was why Zhuzhu sought out the Dao Ancestor carrying the Seven Sounds Model, even willing to part with it.
Now he understood that Zhuzhu was willing to obliterate all obstacles in pursuit of the ideal universe in his heart.
Even if it meant slaughtering all lives across the universe, as long as it realized his wish, Zhuzhu would not hesitate.
That was also why those who received the Seven Sounds Model became lone travelers.
Mu Qian may not have met Zhuzhu, but he must have heard stories of him from his master, Ancestor Yang Mei, which allowed him to sense the first divine power of the Seven Sounds in Mu Qian's "Seven Sounds": the Palace Music Kill.
"A sound that breaks the heart, the palace music rises, the long halberd cuts across ninety thousand miles!"
Even if this divine power was not necessarily what Mu Qian intended to express, the fact that he felt it showed that Mu Qian was not a true lover of harmonious sounds who shunned battle.
A true lover of harmonious sounds who abhorred conflict would never allow someone to sense such a savage, fierce killing divine power, right?
It seems that the more peaceful a person is, the more ferocious their killing intent.
Lan Xiaobu took a deep breath and said each word clearly, “From now on, the Seven Sounds Model shall revert to its original name: the Cosmic Dimension Model. Starting today, the Seven Sounds are merely my interpretation of a divine power; the name cannot replace Cosmic Dimension Model.”
Before, he had used the Seven Sounds Model to commemorate Zhuzhu, but now he changed it back to Cosmic Dimension Model because he felt it was his fortune to obtain it, unrelated to Zhuzhu.
Zhuzhu had his own ideals, and he too had his own.
The Cosmic Dimension Model did not belong to Zhuzhu; it was a treasure born of the vast chaos.
Zhuzhu was merely the first to acquire it.
In the future, even if he were to preach again, it would be his own matter, unrelated to others, and he would not be influenced by anyone.
As if sensing the shift in Lan Xiaobu’s stance, the Cosmic Dimension Model within his sea of consciousness emitted a crisp ringing sound.
Then, the model became clearer as the original four-cornered diamond shape gradually morphed into a cone shape, slowly rotating in his sea of consciousness.
Lan Xiaobu felt as if his sea of consciousness was undergoing a kind of sublimation; everything began to change.
(End of chapter.
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