After being scolded by the Immortal Venerable, the female immortal furrowed her brows, but she seemed unaffected and continued playing the piece with all her might. "In the past, when the Immortal Lords heard this melody, I beat time, and quite a few of them sang along. Today, I ask for no one to sing along—only that all the immortals stop fighting each other in harmony. Would that be acceptable?"
Qing Limò was filled with excitement. "I never thought that, amid the gathered immortals' great battle, the first-generation Yunshang Immortal would still possess such bearing. Big Brother Xia, judging from this extraordinary quality, I'm certain she's the first-generation Yunshang Immortal!"
I nodded. "Yes, there's no doubt she's the Yunshang Immortal. That proves that, somewhere along the succession of Yunshang Immortals, no one knows when, they became what Aunt Yun is like now. It seems this was a planned conspiracy. And since this generation can't control the Cangqiong Chi'chi and the Divine Path Heavenly Soldiers in their hands, while your generation can use them, I'm afraid it won't be difficult to deduce something from all this."
Qing Limò, however, was already fully immersed in the memories before her. While I was speaking, the people on their side had finished expressing whatever emotion they had to express. Some were still struggling on their last legs, and some were naturally furious and exasperated—such as the Eastern Emperor. The more he fought, the more he suffered, and the harder it became to hold on. At once, he vented all his rage on the Yunshang Immortal playing the melody. "I'm about to die, and you're still playing music. Are you celebrating my death? I'll kill you right now! Let's see whether you stop or not!"
Rumble!
A thunderbolt of the Heavenly Dao suddenly crashed down