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Zither Emperor

Nine-tiered zither notes shake the cosmos, who dares not know their master upon hearing? Rainbow-colored magic represents ranks, heroically raising the grand curtain. The Zither Emperor, bringing revolutionary changes to this continent. Accompanied by the emergence of the once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is born quietly in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers, pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet - the rainbow-grade becomes the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. A profession once considered as useless as chicken ribs, because of his emergence, becomes an immortal legend and myth. He, on the other hand, is like a dazzling new star making it impossible for anyone to ignore his radiance. Even the nearly invincible dragons cannot lift their arrogant heads in front of the Zither Emperor, for before them is someone god-like... Pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings, the rainbow-grade will become the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. Dragons are no longer invincible creatures, this will be a novel high with dragons. The Divine Music Master, a branch of the Spirit Mages, the most noble but useless profession on the Ryuzakinus Continent. But, is it really useless? The once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is quietly born in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers. But, is he really just the emperor of zithers?

Tang Jia San Shao · Fantastique
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1054 Chs

Chapter 259 Faran Army (Part 1)

Anya, Supreme Elder Wei Ming, Chief of the Dwarven race Rutz, Elder Guru of the Goblin Tribe, the Druid chiefs, and the senior leaders of Qin City were all gathered in the Council Hall at the peak of the Burna Mountain Range at this moment.

Ye Yinzhu, flanked by his two wives and Oliveira, strode quickly into the Council Hall and took his seat at the head of the room.

The atmosphere in the entire Council Hall was very solemn; no one's face bore a smile, and the oppressive air made it feel hard to breathe.

"Sister Anya, what matter has called us all together?" Ye Yinzhu asked in a deep voice.

Anya's expression was very grave as she said, "Faran is on the move."

Although Ye Yinzhu had already guessed this result, his heart still involuntarily tightened when he heard Anya say it out loud; Faran was indeed coming.