As Long as Bangbang Is Here

"Zheng!" The strings rang out.

Though the sound was not particularly loud, every living creature in the Sea Forbidden Ground, stretching ten thousand miles, turned its head.

Almost everyone heard that single note, as though the horn of battle had sounded.

Before long, the music flowed like pearls falling onto a jade plate, unceasing and continuous. The warmth of spring and blooming flowers spread throughout the sea; gentle winds drifted, and all things revived.

An aged fishman slowly straightened his back. The vitality within his body seemed to have been stirred awake, and strength returned to his limbs.

Unknown wildflowers upon the islands quietly bloomed, swaying in the spring breeze.

Half-withered branches turned tender once more, green shoots sprouting forth in vibrant life.

It was a hymn to life, the awakening of souls. Ju Yunxiu's tune of spring breeze had already drawn close to the Dao.

Even if Qin Yi, bearing the Creation Golden Chapter, used the art of withered wood meeting spring on a single plant, it could never have been as effective or as wide-reaching as Ju Yunxiu's single melody.

The ten-thousand-ren Jian Mu was even less something one person's Mana could affect. That would be like using a cup of water to put out a cartload of burning firewood. Only music could seep into every inch of its inner and outer layers, awaken the Spirit of Jian Mu's own soul and vitality, and break free of the twisted shadow of the rules.

This went beyond the scope of ordinary "spells." Below the Taiqing realm, only the unique nature of music could accomplish it.

Qiu Niu stood atop Jian Mu Summit not far away, raising his head to gaze at the heavens.

Qin Yi had already arrived at the roots below and quietly entered Jian Mu's interior.

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