After exchanging two moves, though both had been head-on clashes, Sha Qianmo's gaze at Adam carried a hint of resentment beneath his fighting spirit.
The first time, he had simply taken a beating. The second time, he had been hard-controlled and interrupted during the wind-up. This was clearly nothing like the exhilarating battle he had imagined.
But thinking it over carefully, the Flower Wandering Sect's offensive methods mainly consisted of sound and fragrance. A battle in the style Sha Qianmo had imagined really did seem rather unrealistic...
Adam could also see that Sha Qianmo had not had his fill. He held the Wand of Darkness in one hand while spreading the fingers of his other hand through the air, as though plucking invisible strings and striking the bells and drums of the void.
A tinkling melody arose, like the flowing sound of a clear spring, nourishing the soul until it became clearer and the mind more agile.
"This is... the Rainbow Skirt Song from that day?"
Sha Qianmo immediately recalled that he had heard this piece during the Flower Wandering Sect's founding ceremony.
But it was obvious that this performance was not meant for celebration or entertainment. Keeping watch on his surroundings, Sha Qianmo took the initiative and charged at Immortal Li Hen, refusing to give him time to finish playing the piece.
"Zheng—"
With a sharp twang, the sound of the Dao became a tangible wave that swept toward Sha Qianmo. The faint ripple carried the will and power of heaven, earth, and all things. It looked fragile, yet contained an irresistible force.
The moment they clashed, Sha Qianmo knew this move could not be resolved in a single strike. Unwilling to waste time on it, he lightly turned the Crimson Night Sword, sidestepped the Dao sound, and used