Crown of Silence

Chapter 674 Weighing

Seeing Ye Qingxuan holding the broken stone plate, closing his eyes and meditating, the chaotic ether fluctuations quickly subsided, and after entering the ether cycle, the masters who were watching from afar couldn't help whispering.

Although they didn't know what Ye Qingxuan was planning, they had also vaguely guessed the scales in the past few days. Just that little bit made them feel absurd and incredible.

"Do you think it can work?"

"I don't know."

"It's incredible no matter how you think about it." The old master held a conservative view on this: "Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of such strange ideas, but only a few can achieve them."

"Not necessarily."

The musician who first achieved the scepter shook his head: "His foundation is too strong, even the general scepter is inferior. If he is willing to achieve it, then he can achieve it."

"But don't forget, this is Guixu."

Everyone fell silent.

"Yes, Guixu."

Master Oden sighed softly.

The material world and the etheric world overlap here, the Great Source is projected here, and the natural disasters in the embryo rewrite the rules - any achievement cannot avoid the will of the original kings.

Rise to the starry sky or fall into hell...

Everything will be decided by the kings.

——

Ye Qingxuan saw the ocean.

The frozen ocean.

In the endless world, it was empty, only the frozen ocean extended to the end of perception, and the pale color covered everything.

That was his music theory frozen by Guixu, his fate chapter.

"It's time to change."

His will ran above the sky. With his will, the ice sea broke, countless music theories emerged from it, burst out, turned into flames, slowly rose, and diffused in the sky.

The vast melody slowly sounded.

What followed was the strings of the Nine Heavens Ring.

The strings collapsed into pure music theory and turned into the power engraved in the blood of the Ye family - the ladder of heaven.

Spanning the seven systems, running smoothly.

This is the best foundation and framework, and will also be the main body of the Ether Net.

But Ye Qingxuan never thought that after going around in circles, he would return to the beginning and entrust everything to the Nine Heavens Ring.

But now is no longer the same as the past.

Under Ye Qingxuan's will, the music theory of the ladder quickly increased in value. In the lonely sound of the zither, the shadow of the guqin appeared, and then quickly broke. After breaking, it turned into countless silver streams, running through the world of nothingness, connecting countless music theories in one place.

The chapter of moonlight turned into a bright moon, rising from the night sky, the philosopher's stone became the earth, laying the foundation with life, and the resonance of natural disasters echoed the power of the four directions, forming the initial wind, and promoting the first cycle of music theory...

In the collision of countless music theories, the fierce light and loud noise evolved one after another, and in the end, they were unified in the huge system by the Nine Heavens Ring.

In the end, the Ether Net will reveal its prototype.

Ye Qingxuan's face lit up, and just as he was about to try to run it, he suddenly felt himself sinking...

sinking deeper.

"What's going on?"

He was stunned.

The sudden accident made him confused and stunned.

And suddenly, he felt warm in his arms - he could feel that the broken stone plate of Guixu was glowing with the light of fire.

And then, something suddenly came and inserted a bar...

He opened his eyes again.

He saw the solemn hall.

He was still sitting in the original place, but there was a row of stone railings in front of the stone chair. The other people in the hall had disappeared, and the weeds that came out of the gap were gone.

The ruins of the dilapidated hall have now been restored to their original state. The reliefs and patterns carved by obsidian are hung on the dome and stone pillars.

Behind him, a door has been opened, as if he pushed open the heavy door and stepped in.

In front of him, at the end of the hall, there was a new golden door that was tightly closed. Countless music theories appeared and entangled on it. It was his etheric net.

The flames were like the scorching sun hanging high above the dome.

Six long red flags were hanging from the surroundings, each with a different emblem, either thorns, or frost, or iron moon...

The figures of the original kings appeared in front of their respective flags, high above, like a judge, looking down at Ye Qingxuan. In the empty eyes, the flame of obsession still burned.

They laid the foundation for the first era of mankind and created the golden age of mankind. After death, the obsession still did not leave, and still went to the abyss, and once again transformed into the original appearance, appeared in front of Ye Qingxuan, examining everything about him.

Ye Qingxuan wanted to get up, but he didn't know when he found that his hands were already wearing black shackles.

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing softly.

"Oh! What's going on?" He looked up at the figures of the original kings: "Trial? Do I need to defend myself?"

"Silence, mortals!"

The original kings spoke in unison: "All words are powerless, the weighing is about to begin, you just need to wait for the result!"

"Weighing?"

Ye Qingxuan looked up at them: "Do you need me to stand on the big scale?"

No one responded.

Silence.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and coughed twice and added: "I mean... if there is anything, please do it as soon as possible, I'm in a hurry."

At that moment, turmoil broke out.

At the end of the hall, the golden door roared.

A huge scale emerged from it, and the ancient and majestic emblems hung high on both sides of the scale.

On the left side of the scale, there were countless chaotic shadows of music theory, but the unchanging order was always revealed in the chaos. In the end, it turned into a vague magic cube, which was the core of the ether network and the chapter of Ye Qingxuan's destiny.

But the right side of the scale was empty.

So the scale tilted quickly.

In an instant, the flame went out.

Everything fell into darkness.

But in the darkness, the eyes of the original kings burst out with fierce lightning, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's stunned expression.

Their voices echoed in the hall like thunder, and the terrifying impact almost tore Ye Qingxuan into pieces.

"How empty!"

The Sun King shouted: "You have no glory in your heart! How could mankind be so degraded after a thousand years?"

"Hypocrite!"

The Iron Moon Sage shook his head, "All your good deeds are only for self-perfection, you only love yourself."

The Lord of the Golden Palace shook his head in disappointment: "Selfish, regardless of the overall situation!"

The Zhendan Emperor in a high crown and black robe cast a cold gaze: "Evading obligations, betraying responsibilities!"

Augustus holding a scepter closed his eyes: "Denying God, refusing to sacrifice!"

The nameless king in white sighed, "Heretical, unworthy of great use."

In the dead silence, terrifying pressure fell from the sky and imposed on Ye Qingxuan's will, whipping his consciousness again and again, making it almost impossible for him to continue.

"Back, offender!"

The original kings sentenced in unison: "You are not qualified to obtain this power, and everything you have is worthless to this world-you don't deserve it!"

Boom!

Ye Qingxuan's body shook, and his consciousness was scattered.

Revealed, the body also became erratic, like a candle in the wind. But from beginning to end, he never completely retreated, as the original kings declared that he would completely dissipate.

He is still here.

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"Your Majesty, there is a sentence, I said it a long time ago: I don't owe the world..."

He raised his head and looked at the oldest dead with cold eyes:

"——The world owes me."

Bang!

On his hands, the black iron shackles fell apart, turned into iron sand and fell down, dissipating in the air.

He slowly stood up, withstood the terrifying crushing from Guixu, raised his head proudly, and straightened his chest, even though his bones were wailing and about to fall apart.

"The world has changed, Your Majesties, a new era is coming, but the new era does not belong to you."

He said hoarsely: "Old people can't see the current situation clearly, and don't know where the future lies. This is not your fault - but if you want to be liked, you should retire obediently, give up your position, and don't be a burden that gets in the way."

Amid the angry shouts of the kings, Ye Qingxuan warned coldly: "Now, please open the door. Otherwise... go back to your grave!"