A few hours later.
After a brief exchange.
The delegation of envoys from the Tian Sui Zhen Yang Sect, under the watchful gaze of countless beings at the border and led by the welcoming party, finally began to slowly rise into the air.
At that moment.
Although no instruments could be seen.
Countless beings nonetheless heard waves of music powerful enough to shake the soul, while an unusual sense of joy—or rather, delight—automatically welled up within their bodies and minds.
It was a symphony that echoed upon the level of the soul, capable of spreading directly through the power of space-time.
And the weak did not even have the right to refuse to listen.
So long as they were within its range, they would immediately be affected by it.
Even sealing off their own auditory systems made no difference.
Thus, in essence, it could also be regarded as an extraordinarily special method of attack.
So long as its controller wished it.
Those melodies that were currently bringing joy to countless beings.
Would immediately transform into slaughtering movements capable of destroying both body and soul.
And when their intensity reached its peak.
Even all manner of special things that were difficult for external forces to affect would suffer various negative effects.
Such as disintegrating on the spot.
Therefore.
When many people realized that they were utterly incapable of stopping the music from pouring straight into their ears, their expressions changed. They realized that the true grade of those Floating Rune Warships had to be so high that it lay beyond their imagination, while the strength they had once taken pride in could only be described as better than nothing before them.
Then.
At the same time.
As waves of wondrous music arose, countless scenes—some strange, some beautiful—also emerged all at once