Divine Might Against Divine Might! Eight-headed Serpent Panics! (Asking for Monthly Votes)

A faint melody drifted through the gloomy, empty tomb, like the first ray of sunlight piercing the darkness, cleansing away the sinister and evil and softening the tomb's grim atmosphere.

Murong Qingqing's slender, supple fingers danced across the strings as she followed Jiang Dali and Dongfang Bubai, playing a tinkling melody all the way.

She did not play the Sky Demon Melody, nor did she perform the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds. She merely played something simple.

The zither music was plain and unadorned, tranquil and far-reaching. It calmed the soul and involuntarily dispelled hostility.

As a result, the shadows that occasionally flashed through the sinister tomb gradually came to a halt and no longer approached to attack the three of them.

"So many Heart Shadows. This tomb is practically a blessed land for grinding levels."

Jiang Dali swept his gaze through the shadows that appeared and vanished in the darkness around them. To him, they were practically martial arts proficiency points swaying before his eyes, waiting to be harvested. His eyes could not help but gleam.

If their main purpose on this trip had not been to obtain the blood essence of Eight-headed Serpent's second body for Dongfang Bubai, he truly would have wanted to remain in this tomb, fight these Heart Shadows, and cultivate for a while to rapidly raise the realms of his many martial arts.

Compared with the Heart Shadows of Li Qiushui and Wu Yazi born from Wuliang Mountain's Infinite Sword Wall, as well as Li Canghai Heart Shadow within Langhuan Blessed Land, there were undoubtedly far more Heart Shadows in this Sacred Mausoleum of Ying Nation.

This was mainly because the powerful experts buried in the Sacred Mausoleum were the greatest figures in the histories of Ying Nation's many top families. Even the weakest possessed