At this moment, Xia Ping advanced step by step toward the Sound Pattern Mountain Mystic Realm, making his way toward that mysterious mountain. Yet the closer he drew to it, the more keenly he could sense the aura of death emanating from it.
It was as though the mountain itself was some terrifying existence, merely dormant for now. Once it awakened, it would surely wreak earth-shattering destruction.
Moreover, the closer one got to the mysterious mountain, the more deathly still the air became. The entire land had turned black, stripped of every trace of life.
The countless rocks that had once covered the ground had also been pulverized by the endless tremors of demonic sound over billions of epochs, reduced to dust and gathered upon the earth as sand and grit.
Yet even so, over billions of epochs, certain unique minerals had never been destroyed by the demonic sound. Instead, after being tempered a thousand times over by it, they had become even tougher and more powerful.
These minerals were even etched with dense, intricate sound-pattern laws, containing inconceivable power of laws.
And these minerals were none other than Sound Pattern Stones.
"There are simply too many Sound Pattern Stones here."
Xia Ping's eyes immediately lit up. He discovered that the Sound Pattern Stones in the outer regions were of truly dreadful quality, utterly incomparable to these Sound Pattern Stones near Sound Pattern Mountain.
If quality were ranked from one to ten, with one being the lowest and ten the highest, then the Sound Pattern Stones in the outer regions were merely the lowest grade one, while the Sound Pattern Stones in his possession had reached at least grade five.
This was practically a qualitative leap; they could not be mentioned in the same breath. Even within the Human Sacred