Top-Tier Superpower Student

Jiang Qing unleashed the Thunderclap Palm, its raging aura rolling and surging with boundless power, more than ten times stronger than the Thunderclap Palm executed by Jiang Hong. Even Lin Tian at his prime could not contend with it, let alone now, with Lin Tian already grievously injured.

Am I going to die?

Just like this, am I really going to die?

He was filled with resentment, resenting that he could not retrieve the Pearl, that he could not protect his eldest wife's beloved treasure.

Brandishing his sword, Lin Tian was surrounded by surging anger; he hated his own weakness, hated his incompetence.

A man who can't even protect his woman's beloved possession isn't much of a man at all.

Although he was no match for Jiang Qing, Lin Tian still faced the palm print head-on, swinging his sword to strike.

He would never bow down, he preferred to die standing.

Even though he couldn't guard his eldest wife's beloved treasure, he would still fight with all his might, for her sake.

"Kill!"

The next moment, he unleashed all the power within him, pointing his sword toward the sky and striking down the invincible palm print with all his might.

At that moment, he was furious, his long-standing resentment turned into motivation, preparing himself for a final, desperate struggle!

It was then, amidst the turmoil, that his eyes felt a tremor.

A bright light blossomed forth from his eyes, and the next moment, a warm current flowed throughout his body, healing his wounds at a terrifying speed.

It was as if someone had delivered hot water on a cold winter day or brought a refreshing cup of tea during a dry, thirsty afternoon.

In any case, it was extremely satisfying.

In less than ten seconds, Lin Tian's injuries had completely healed, and his strength had grown even more formidable.

Boom...!

A loud bang erupted above his head, and an unmatched Divine Weapon automatically released a ray of light, grinding Jiang Qing's palm print into dust.

Whoosh!

A burst of air swept across in all directions, like a giant wave crashing over mountains, dreadful and terrifying.

Lin Tian staggered back three steps, narrowly escaping death, utterly astonished!

"What is that?"

Jiang Hong exclaimed.

Acting automatically to protect its master, it pulled Lin Tian back from the brink of death, healed all his wounds, and even crushed Jiang Qing's mighty strike.

How terrifying, how defying of heaven.

At this moment, Jiang Qing's face was filled with astonishment, his emotions churning, revealing deep confusion.

Even Lin Tian was dumbfounded, wondering what was going on and how something had suddenly emerged to save him.

He looked up at the treasure above his head.

It was an Ancient Zither, silently suspended above him, standing in the void.

The whole body of the Zither was a green color, and unlike most seven-string zithers, this one had eight strings, each as clear and fine as a spider's silk and as sparkling as the sun and moon.

The entire instrument radiated a dazzling divine glow, making even the relentless sun in the sky momentarily dim.

As Lin Tian pondered in confusion, a flood of memories suddenly appeared in his mind.

In an instant, he saw the light, his eyes bursting with cold electricity, his whole being surging with energy, like an undying sun.

This Ancient Zither was one of the Nine Transformations of Subduing the Heavens, known as the Subduing Dragon Zither.

Within the hundred and eight Heavenly Eyes, Lin Tian's ranked third, containing nine Divine Weapons, which had a rather domineering name.

The Nine Transformations of Subduing the Heavens.

The Subduing Dragon Zither was the first transformation among them, born from chaos energy. Though not a physical object, once summoned, it was no different from a real weapon.

The Subduing Dragon Zither, meant to subdue a True Dragon, no one could be sure if dragons existed in the world, but the mere fact that the Zither bore such a name proved its terror!

"Hahahaha...!"

Exhilarated laughter echoed to the heavens; Lin Tian at that moment was ecstatic, just moments ago, he had accepted his fate and battled with hatred in his heart. However, due to his rage, he had unleashed the seal on the Subduing Dragon Zither, allowing it to be at his service.

The fact that the Subduing Dragon Zither could automatically protect its master and effortlessly crush Jiang Qing's Thunderclap Palm stunned Lin Tian with its powerful lethality.

With this Zither in hand, who in the world could contend?

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Jiang Qing asked in alarm.

Lin Tian took down the Subduing Dragon Zither and placed it at his waist, and said, "You don't need to know its name. I ask you one last time, the Pearl, will you hand it over or not?"

With the Subduing Dragon Zither at his side, his strength greatly enhanced, Lin Tian now had full confidence to fight Jiang Qing to the death.

Jiang Qing was furious, enraged to the extreme. Had it not been for the Subduing Dragon Zither's appearance, Lin Tian would have been dead by now and certainly not daring to challenge him.

Although he was wary of the terrifying power of the Subduing Dragon Zither, Jiang Qing was still confident of defeating Lin Tian, after all, his strength was much more formidable than Lin Tian's.

"You, a mere ant, obtained an unknown treasure, and you think you can turn the sky? Today, your life will remain here, and this zither will be mine."

"Thunderclap Palm!"

He struck out with his palm, and within the center of his palm, thunder exploded with immense strength, terrifyingly powerful. Such might could flatten a two-story building to the ground.

Lin Tian smiled faintly, a look of disdain in his eyes, yet he did not underestimate his opponent.

He operated his Superpower, his slender palms gently resting on the Subduing Dragon Zither.

"Ding-dong!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

Like a stream striking a blue stone, orioles singing in the high sky, a tiger's roar shaking the wilderness, a dragon rising to level all directions!

The sound abruptly emanated from Lin Tian's Subduing Dragon Zither, echoing through the entire mountains and forests, with leaves fluttering and dancing in the air.

In an instant, Lin Tian's entire aura changed; murder bloomed from his body, undeniably fierce, exuding a terrifying ferocity with every gesture and movement.

As if a War God had reincarnated, a banished Immortal had descended!

He blocked out all surrounding sounds, his eyes fixed on the Subduing Dragon Zither, his ears filled only with its music.

At this moment, he was akin to an elder who had seen through the red dust of the world, undisturbed like an ancient well, his mind tranquil and natural. The sound around him seemed to vanish, entering a state of serene emptiness.

The music had no terrifying lethality, but it possessed a strong binding force. Everything around it was as if constrained by a spell, all held fast by a mysterious and magnificent power.

This was a divine tune inherent to the Subduing Dragon Zither.

Calming the Storm!

Within the Subduing Dragon Zither lay three divine tunes, and beneath these three, another three thousand minor melodies.

Calming the Storm was one of the three divine tunes. It lacked fearsome killing power, but it possessed the binding force that could immobilize all under heaven.

Stabilize Heaven and Earth, Calm the Winds and Waves, Trap Immortals, Trap Gods, Trap Myriads of Spirits!

Wind, penetrating everything, fine as silk, can be felt yet not traced!

If even the wind can be stilled, what force under heaven cannot be withstood?

Calming the Storm.

It meant to immobilize all in the world, to trap the myriad spirits under heaven.

The divine tune, Calming the Storm.

Lin Tian's expression was indifferent, entering a state of serene emptiness, his demeanor devoid of joy or sorrow as if he had transcended the three thousand mortal worries. His slender fingers danced upon the strings of the Subduing Dragon Zither, plucking and strumming with impeccable skill.

He had not known how to play the zither, but upon awakening the Subduing Dragon Zither, he instantly became a master of the instrument, a gift granted by the zither itself.

"Zeng zeng zeng…!"

The melody rang out, reverberating in all directions, like a crane standing tall in the autumn wind, ethereal and chilly. It soared to the high heavens and plunged into the unfathomable abyss!

At this moment, the wind stilled, and drifting leaves were suspended in the void; the space around seemed frozen in time.

Even Jiang Qing's Thunderclap Palm, launched into the stillness, gradually dissipated into nothingness.

Only the zither's melody, alternately light and forceful, slow and rapid, echoed between heaven and earth.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Qing cursed loudly from the side.

Even his own body was immobilized, unable to move the slightest bit.

However, Calming the Storm had a fatal flaw: its binding power was against the heavens, but it lacked any offensive force. It could only immobilize an enemy for a short time, and during that period, the Subduing Dragon Zither could only trap, not kill.

But that was perverse enough!

"Damn it, break for me!"

Jiang Qing bellowed, his True Yuan bursting out wildly. At this moment, he was like a fearsome beast sealed for a thousand years, desperate to break free from Lin Tian's Calming the Storm's restraints.

"Break!"

"Break!"

"Break!"

With three thunderous shouts, Jiang Qing exerted all his might, wrenching free from Lin Tian's hold. He charged up another palm strike, slashing down towards Lin Tian.

"Big brother, well done!"

"Kill him!"

"Big brother, kill him."

The rest shouted one after another, elated that Jiang Qing had broken free from Lin Tian's constraints.

At this time, Lin Tian was undisturbed by the noise around him, still playing the zither, treating all things as nothingness, his eyes seeing only the instrument.

"Zeng zeng zeng…!"

The tune continued to rise, as Lin Tian recited an arcane mantra, his bare hands strumming the zither, his aura growing ever more terrifying, like an Immortal descending, while the still scenery around him, paired with the intoxicating music, showcased a peerless elegance and solitary chill.

Were outsiders to see him, especially if Lin Tian were dressed in white, he would utterly embody the sensation of an ink painting.

A paragon of grace and excellence unmatched in all the world, extraordinary and remarkable, an inspiration that dazzled the eye and set hearts surging.

"Zeng zeng…!"

Jiang Qing's Thunderclap Palm, impacted by the music, slowed and then halted, dissolving into nothingness, dispersing into the fabric of the universe.

Jiang Qing struggled desperately, but Lin Tian's zither played on, as if an Immortal Sword had been unsheathed, revealing its unsurpassed sharpness. Lin Tian continued to fluctuate the zither's strings, playing the piece, his melody resounding around, echoing through the cosmos. Invisible beams of light roared forth, unleashing a strange mighty power that completely froze the space.

Only his bare hands moved, only the Subduing Dragon Zither sounded!

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Four Seas and Eight Desolations, the entire cosmos and universe seemed to fall into an everlasting silence.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Qing across the way cursed furiously, having just managed to escape Lin Tian's hold with immense effort, only to find himself immobilized once more by the flick of Lin Tian's zither strings.

His face turned green with rage, while Lin Tian, in contrast, played the zither calmly and steadily, as if simply performing a piece of music, far from the appearance of being in a battle.

The difference between the two was more than just a little.