A moment's carelessness, and it could stir up towering waves in the depths of one's heart.
"Who are you?" Lin Qi stepped forward and asked. "On such a fine day, why are you singing such an ill-omened song here?"
The young man seemed to stiffen for a moment before slowly turning his head. His beauty felt like the curtains parting on the clouds and rain over Wushan.
"Ill-omened?"
His voice was crisp and clear, as though it could slip in through one's ears and bore straight into the heart.
Lin Qi's expression did not change. "Isn't it? Your song is mournful and sorrowful. How is that not ill-omened?"
Her tone grew fiercer as she held up a love knot in her hand. "Have you seen this? I'm looking for its owner."
Lin Qi was currently wearing Cheng Zirao's face, so there was no need for her to be overly polite to the young man.
"You said my song is ill-omened." The young man repeated himself.
It sounded as though he were pitying himself, yet also as though he were quietly accusing her.
As soon as he finished speaking, his originally gentle, bright eyes became narrow and dark. Three parts of Evil Energy stained his entire face and aura.
Then he said again, "You said my song is ill-omened!"
This time, his voice was gloomy and hoarse, as though squeezed out from between his throat.
As his appearance and aura changed, his cultivation also began changing at a terrifying speed.
From the great perfection of Mystic Immortal to the early stage of Earth Immortal, the middle stage, the late stage... and it still showed signs of rising.
Lin Qi's scalp went numb. She prepared to strike first and gain the upper hand.
Five layers of the Imperial Phoenix Seal descended in