Winds roiled and clouds surged, dark clouds like dragons.
A high platform rose from the blood-red earth. A young man gently stroked a qin, and in the blink of an eye, ten years passed with the music, shifting from impassioned to flowing and serene.
Li Tianyi had once been full of youthful fire, but now blood surged through the ravines below the platform. Grave-robbing picks and shovels were planted all around it, with black donkey hooves laid out nearby... In this bleak, murderous place, they somehow added a touch of tranquility and steadiness. Where had that youthful spirit gone?
The Seventy-Two Profound Dharma Divine Resonance Talismans were gone as well.
Clang!
With a sweep across the strings, the sound rang like clashing golden spears and iron horses. Sound waves surged like a tide, transforming into the misty phantoms of a million ghost soldiers charging forth to kill.
In an instant, the open ground ahead faintly revealed the scene of another world.
Immortals swarmed across the sky like ferocious beasts. The grand formation below reflected like an aurora, leaving no way out in heaven or earth.
Behind him, the Divine Heart of Heavenly Arts thumped, thump, thump.
When the sound waves dissipated, the aurora-like immortal formation and the scene of thousands of troops and galloping horses vanished into emptiness. The qin music had reached its end as well.
Li Tianyi remained silent for a long while, utterly dejected. In the end, he simply continued playing the qin, closed his eyes, and meditated.
Amid hazy chaos.
Li Tianyi arrived in the Ancestral Space as well.
The Ancestral Space held row after row of chairs, more than ten thousand in all. The seats for the younger generation were neatly arranged outside. At the very front, among the seats belonging to the elders,