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Chapter 897: Chapter 897: Yang Xiaotian Must Not Enter Hanhai Palace
Thud!
When Yang Xiaotian plucked the first string of the Hanhai Zither, it resonated a deep thunderous sound, like a clap of thunder or the beat of a heavenly drum. At that moment, it seemed as if the Hanhai Zither had awakened from the depths of ancient times, even beginning to shine! 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Everyone was flabbergasted.
All stared in surprise at the glowing Hanhai Zither.
Previously, although their Dean had also plucked the first string, the Hanhai Zither did not shine.
The same happened when other Ancestors plucked the first string; the Hanhai Zither did not exhibit such an extraordinary reaction.
Young Master Jiusheng was equally astonished.
"Brother Zhang, can you discern what technique Yang Xiaotian just used?" Zeng Shuyin asked amidst shock.
Zhang Xian was also looking puzzled and shook his head without speaking.
Just as everyone was in a state of surprise, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian plucked the second string again, and a sound as mighty as a great bell or drum resonated.
The booming sound of the bell and drum echoed through Heaven and Earth.
A staggering wave of energy erupted forth.
Watching this tremendous surge of energy, the Disciples of the Kaitian Academy who had initially gathered to watch the spectacle changed their expressions dramatically and panic-strickenly flew back. Some were too slow and were blasted away by the force.
The Disciples from Taibai Mountain were knocked away in a mass, sprawling unceremoniously as if eating dirt.
Although Young Master Jiusheng and others dodged in time, they too were in a disheveled state.
Once they had regained their footing, faces like Young Master Jiusheng’s were filled with shock.
Yang Xiaotian paid no attention to the crowd and lifted his hand once more to pluck the third string.
Thud!
This time the Hanhai Zither shone even brighter, and the third string trembled ceaselessly, as if it were cheering, excited, ecstatic, and jubilant.
Because before Yang Xiaotian, nobody had ever managed to pluck the third string, not even the Dean of Kaitian Academy, who had only managed the first two.
The third string had never been plucked by anyone before.
Seeing Yang Xiaotian pluck the third string, people such as Young Master Jiusheng bulged their eyes in disbelief.
"The third string, Yang Xiaotian has plucked the third string!"
"The third string has been plucked!"
Many surrounding Disciples of the Academy were astir.
Zhang Xian and Zeng Shuyin were also shocked.
On their journey here, they thought Yang Xiaotian could at most manage one or two strings, and now he had plucked the third!
Yang Xiaotian once again plucked the fourth string.
Young Master Jiusheng stared intently at Yang Xiaotian’s hand.
Thud!
The fourth string had been plucked as well, and this time it emitted the sound of ten thousand swords being drawn.
It was the sound of bloodshed and combat.
"The fourth string!" a Disciple exclaimed.
Without a moment’s pause, Yang Xiaotian plucked towards the fifth string.
Before Young Master Jiusheng and others could react, the fifth string shone like the sun, a fierce, fiery red.
They had never seen the Hanhai Zither emit such a glow.
Nor had they ever imagined the Hanhai Zither could emit such brilliance.
Yang Xiaotian continued to pluck the sixth string.
As Yang Xiaotian plucked the sixth string, it emitted light akin to that of countless stars shining brightly.
The Hanhai Zither seemed to contain the light of all things in Heaven and Earth; with every plucked string, it released a different radiance.
As Yang Xiaotian plucked more and more strings, the sound grew louder and louder, waves of melody echoed throughout, and more and more disciples of the academy heard the music.
Dean Wei Sheng of Kaitian Academy was discussing the battle at Heavenly Dao Mountain with a group of ancestors when suddenly, they heard one note and then another, which left them astonished.
Ordinarily, many disciples played the zither in the academy, and the sound of zithers would reach the great hall, but this time, the sound of the zither seemed completely different from usual.
The zither music this time was irregular, yet it contained a mysterious power that was heart-shaking and even penetrated deep into the soul.
Just as Wei Sheng was about to ask who was playing the zither, an elder rushed in, visibly panicked, and even with a trembling voice said, "Dean, Yang Xiaotian has already plucked the sixth string."
The sixth string?
Wei Sheng did not react at first, but as soon as he did, he suddenly rose to his feet, "Are you saying Yang Xiaotian has plucked the Hanhai Zither?!"
At that moment, another resounding note echoed through Heaven and Earth.
Wei Sheng and the others had not taken the sound seriously at first, but now they were shaken to the core and looked towards the direction of Hanhai Palace, wondering if it could be?
The elder, upon hearing the sound of the zither, turned pale, "Yes, it’s the seventh, Yang Xiaotian has plucked the seventh string!"
"Quick! To Hanhai Palace!" Wei Sheng, almost without thinking, dashed out of the great hall and charged towards Hanhai Palace with all his might.
The other ancestors, too, came to their senses and followed Wei Sheng, racing towards Hanhai Palace with all their strength.
The elder hurriedly followed as well.
"How could Yang Xiaotian, a being of the Divine Master Realm, possibly pluck the seventh string?" one of the ancestors expressed his incredulous doubts along the way.
But before his words had fallen, another powerful note sounded through Heaven and Earth.
The eighth!
Wei Sheng and the other ancestors’ expressions changed drastically once again.
"If Yang Xiaotian has plucked all the strings, then doesn’t that mean?" another ancestor said in shock.
"Impossible! Him being a Divine Master, he can’t possibly pluck all the strings," the previous ancestor stated.
At that moment, another resounding note began to play.
The ninth!
"Hurry!" Wei Sheng was both anxious and angry, quickening his pace towards Hanhai Palace once more.
"We absolutely cannot let Yang Xiaotian enter Hanhai Palace!"
"The Hanhai Palace is the palace of our academy’s ancestors, how can we allow an outsider to enter?"
The other ancestors also quickened their speed.
As Wei Sheng and the other ancestors of the academy exerted their full strength towards Hanhai Palace, the sound of the zither continued to resound, the tenth string, the eleventh...
Finally, under the full effort of Wei Sheng and the academy’s ancestors, Hanhai Palace appeared in the distance.
And at that time, Yang Xiaotian had already plucked the nineteenth string.
Bong!
When Yang Xiaotian plucked the nineteenth string, there was a loud noise from Heaven and Earth, and the entire Kaitian Academy shook. The Hanhai Zither exploded with dazzlingly brilliant light, so intense that it lit up half of the sky over Kaitian Academy.
Even the Kaitian Dominator, who was cultivating in the depths of the academy’s forbidden grounds, felt this intense tremor.
The Kaitian Dominator suddenly opened his eyes in shock, surged into the sky, and then saw the surging waves of light coming from the direction of Hanhai Palace.
Hanhai Palace!
Seeing that the light and vibrations originated from Hanhai Palace, the Kaitian Dominator felt a thud in his heart, suddenly had a bad feeling, and tore through the void toward Hanhai Palace.
Just as Yang Xiaotian finished plucking all the strings, the restrictions that shrouded Hanhai Palace suddenly disappeared, and without hesitation, Yang Xiaotian pushed open the doors of Hanhai Palace.
"He must not be allowed in!" Wei Sheng, who was approaching from afar, saw this and burst out angrily.
Inside their palace of ancestors lay many secrets of their academy.
Young Master Jiusheng and others, hearing Wei Sheng’s angry shout, came to their senses and moved to stop Yang Xiaotian, ready to take action.
But as they launched their attacks towards Yang Xiaotian, the Hanhai Palace restrictions, which had just vanished, lit up dramatically once again, reflecting all their power back at them.
Those who launched the attacks, including Young Master Jiusheng, were jolted back continuously, blood churning within them, and they vomited blood from the backlash.
