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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 · Fantasi
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924 Chs

Chapter 64 Crimson Spirit (Part 1)

"Where do you think you're going?" Dis laughed heartily from behind, and when he turned to look, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Was this still the brother he knew, who only knew of charging and slaying?

The once hovering Dis had now descended from the air, his massive body leaping to block the crimson figure that sought to escape amidst the chaos.

That crimson figure, completely enveloped in a dazzling light of the same color as its body, moved with exceptional speed that even Dis struggled to keep up with. Unfortunately, what it faced now was not the wolf riders who relied on numbers, but the Golden Behemoth capable of battling thousands single-handedly.

"Roar—" A domineering roar slowed the crimson figure's escape by a beat, and the next thing it saw was a burst of golden light and an immense hand magnifying before its eyes.