The two of them were perfectly in sync, ready to teach this neither-human-nor-ghost Literary Emperor a lesson.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't know that this was the young people's world!
Lin Heng's figure flashed as the King Path and Humanity Domain unfolded at once.
The suppressive force born from the overlap of the two domains instantly covered the skies of the entire Small World.
Even the air turned viscous and heavy, as though it had become tangible.
This came as a great surprise to Jiang Zhao—so much so that it was almost inconceivable.
"Humanity Domain?!"
"He actually inherited Lin Ziqing's mantle? No... besides the Humanity Domain, there's another kind of power."
Clearly, Jiang Zhao was familiar with the Humanity Domain, because Lin Ziqing came from the Fourth Epoch.
There had been many Humanity Domain cultivators in the Fourth Epoch. It was said that there was a nation there where more than a billion people all carried the Human King bloodline.
Pick out any one of them at random, and they would be a powerhouse capable of mending the heavens and shooting down the sun.
Of course, he did not know whether Lin Ziqing had deliberately exaggerated. If an era had possessed so many Humanity Domain powerhouses, how could it have ended without a sound?
All things bowed their heads; I alone reigned supreme.
Feeling that oppression, Jiang Zhao's pupils contracted slightly, and the teasing smile vanished from his face.
On the other side, Chen Changqin did not hesitate either. Her fingers settled on the strings, and the ancient zither hummed and trembled. Misty ripples spread outward, instantly forming a unique sound domain throughout the entire space.
Humans had five senses, six perceptions, and seven emotions. Among the five senses, hearing was the most profound and mysterious.
Sound was a medium of