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Chapter 308: No Matter How Formidable Qiu Yan, (They) Show Off Their Love
Two melodies merged and condensed into a single piece of music, charging without hesitation towards the pipa music played by Venerable.
Most unbelievably, Venerable’s originally unstoppable pipa music was actually intercepted!
Not only did the flute and zither music not show any signs of retreat, but they even faintly showed signs of overpowering the pipa music.
“How can this be! That’s Venerable Qiu Yan’s corpse!”
“…”
Countless cultivators gazed in astonishment towards the rear.
As they expected, it was Empress Qingyue who created this unimaginable miracle.
An emerald green bamboo flute rested upon her moist, cherry lips. At this moment, Empress Qingyue appeared ethereal, even more captivating than the melodious flute music.
But many people also noticed that it was Chu Qingyue’s flute music alone that resisted Venerable’s attack.
On the other side, Nie Chen played the zither.
Not only were their melodies perfectly harmonious and natural, but they also seemed to spiral within, continuously enhancing each other’s profoundness.
Their momentum even faintly surpassed a Venerable’s!
At this moment, the Venerable’s corpse seemed to sense something unusual, and the pipa strings under her fingers trembled faster and faster.
The music played was like an ambush from all sides, filled with urgent and dense attacks, continuously spreading in all directions.
“Wife, it seems we need to put in more effort.”
Fingers still plucking the strings, Nie Chen suddenly said.
“Mm~”
Unlike the zither, Chu Qingyue, who was playing the flute, clearly had no time to speak.
She slowly let out an extremely cute voice.
Wanting to speak but not having the chance, she could only glare at Nie Chen coquettishly.
Originally facing an opponent like Qiu Yan, they should have been extremely cautious and serious, but who knew Nie Chen would suddenly become interested:
“Strange, wife, why did you suddenly stop talking?”
“Wife, say something.”
“Wife, if you still don’t talk, it means you tacitly agree that after we return to the bedchamber, I can do whatever I want… Hmph.”
“Hateful… Mm~”
Chu Qingyue was almost so angry that she jumped.
But at this moment, since the corpse of a Tribulation Realm expert was so formidable, even she couldn’t slack off.
She could only glare “fiercely” at Nie Chen.
But this completely non-threatening, cute gaze only caused Nie Chen to become more rampant.
The scene that should have been tense, facing the formidable Qiu Yan’s corpse, had an atmosphere as sweet as honey.
And within Chu Qingyue’s gaze, there was a sense of both love and hate.
Just then, as if attracted.
The Love Lock obtained in the Fanhua Sacred Land bloomed with light.
Chu Qingyue’s Love Lock, hanging on her chest, below her collar, exuded a pale pink light.
The Love Lock in Nie Chen’s arms also flashed with a faint blue light.
And, the two lights unexpectedly gathered together and merged into the music formed by the flute and zither, heading towards the Venerable.
The entity symbolized by the two lights was the love between the two at this moment!
And it was as if it was flawless, a deep affection intertwined together.
In the eyes of everyone, the music jointly emitted by Chu Qingyue and Nie Chen had already turned offensive, gradually suppressing the Venerable.
The pipa music exuded by the Heavenly Grade magical treasure, Kong Ling, unexpectedly and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
But at this moment, the Venerable seemed to be truly serious.
A boundless aura suddenly surged from her body.
Even surpassing imperial authority, this imposing aura, as if higher than the vast sky, was like a vast world.
With mountains, rivers, the vast sky above, and the earth below.
Vast and imposing.
Even though she had been buried in the Emperor Mausoleum for so many years, this corpse still contained the terrifying aura of Qiu Yan!
“This pressure… is even several times stronger than a Great Emperor expert!”
Instantly, countless people paled, their faces filled with astonishment.
They never thought that the terrifying power exuded before was unexpectedly far from a Venerable’s true strength.
Even the remaining corpse had reached such a terrifying level. They couldn’t imagine how terrifying a living Venerable was in life.
This was a Tribulation Realm expert, the strongest existence that the Lanchuan Continent could allow.
No wonder no Tribulation Realm expert had appeared in the Lanchuan Continent for thousands of years. This terrifying strength was truly intolerable to the world!
They had no doubt that if she truly had intelligence, just by relying on this remaining corpse, the Venerable could kill everyone here!
But just as the awe-inspiring aura swept in all directions, the Venerable’s corpse suddenly froze.
As if deeply affected by a shock.
Buried within the Emperor Mausoleum was the corpse of a Great Emperor.
After reaching that admirable realm, even though the body was dead and the Ghostly Apparition had dispersed, the Great Emperor’s corpse would not decay in the slightest.
Even more, there would always be a wisp of remaining Ghostly Apparition hovering above it, never dissipating.
And at this moment, it was the Venerable’s wisp of remaining Ghostly Apparition that felt an aura that she extremely yearned for and missed—true love!
Although her strength and Gift were extremely formidable, even finally achieving the position of Venerable.
But in this life, Venerable desired love more than ordinary women.
Even until the end, she left the world by committing suicide as her lover passed away.
The light condensed in the Love Lock slowly made her feel a “love” that she had never seen before, so pure and flawless, and yearned for.
This dense aura of “love” even made the wisp of remnant soul within this body recall bits and pieces of her life with her lover.
That life, although tranquil, was so beautiful that she was unwilling to leave.
That love was once sincere enough to last until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.
She never thought that one day she would see a love even more sincere and beautiful than what they had experienced in this way.
Buried in the Emperor Mausoleum for thousands of years, her corpse had long been cold.
But at this moment, a faint warmth seemed to emanate from her chest.
The red light covering the Venerable’s eyes disappeared, and a pure teardrop slowly trickled down from her eyes.
Suddenly, she even threw the pipa in her hand to the side.
She allowed the music condensed from the flute and zither to penetrate her defenseless body.
“Thank you.”
Qiu Yan’s body slowly fell, and the remaining wisp of consciousness spoke her final words.
Only at this moment did she, who had been dead for thousands of years, truly die.
In midair, a graceful figure seemed to faintly drift, and a tranquil and satisfied smile finally bloomed on the figure’s face.
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