"Sir!"
"Teacher!"
Shi Yongheng nodded and smiled at Li Manman and the others. "Stand back."
Then he took out the Immortal Transformation Ancient Flute and looked at the hundreds of thousands of allied troops and the many cultivation experts opposite him.
"The Ming Kingdom beat you into submission, so you thought the Tang Kingdom would be easy prey?"
Liu Bai stepped out of his carriage and cupped his hands. "Greetings, sir.
"They say you aren't from Tang. Why go to such lengths?"
Shi Yongheng smiled. "I've traveled to many places. Sadly, none pleased me.
"After traveling through the various nations, I found that the Tang Kingdom might be the only place in the entire Haotian World that deserves to be called a pure land. I like the Tang Kingdom as it is.
"Of course, in a few decades, the Ming Kingdom might come to resemble it.
"Now, everyone, please listen to my A Song of Red Dust!"
He raised the Immortal Transformation Ancient Flute to his lips. A lilting, exquisite melody rang out, its beauty lingering in the ear. Yet those waves of sound shattered rocks and cleaved mountains, setting off thunderous explosions. No one dared underestimate them.
More wondrous still, the flute's music did no harm to cultivators below Profound Insight.
The sound waves swept into the distance like swords and sabers, striking at the enemy's many Knowing Destiny and Profound Insight cultivators.
Clang, clang...
"Argh..."
Clang!
Sound waves were ideal for attacking groups. Within moments, several hundred Profound Insight cultivators had all been slain by the flute's music.
Blood trickled from the corner of Liu Bai's mouth as well. A sound wave had pierced his chest, narrowly missing his heart.
Everyone stared in horror at that figure, who seemed both divine and demonic.
Shi Yongheng looked at the