Heavenly Music Island.
Amid the overlapping peaks, clouds and mist streamed past. Air currents howled across several miles, surging inward like a tide and condensing into a single point in the blink of an eye.
It resembled a speck of firefly light suspended in the void.
Ripples invisible to the naked eye quietly rose. A slender, fair finger seemed to reach out from another dimension, appearing eerily beside the firefly light before flicking it.
Hiss!
The speck of light abruptly plunged hundreds of feet. Its originally dim glow erupted into dazzling crystalline radiance as it fell, like a shooting star hurtling toward destruction, its might overwhelming.
"So this is a method from beyond this world? With a mere gesture, you harness the grand momentum of heaven and earth. Truly profound."
Atop the mountain, Lingyin stood with her hair piled high, her expression calm. She looked up, crystalline light flickering in her eyes as she gleaned much from that single strike.
Her waterfall of dark hair billowed beneath the shooting star's descending might, but Lingyin neither dodged nor retreated. She lightly raised her pale wrist, her fingers shifting.
Taking the void as her zither and energy as its strings, she produced a clear, resonant twang. A strand of white light blossomed, and countless weapons-sabers, spears, swords, and halberds-faintly manifested within it. They packed the sky and shrouded the earth, every blade unleashing a soul-shaking power as they swept out to rend their target.
Countless weapons struck the descending "meteor," piercing and shredding it in an instant. It burst into a sky full of sparks that scattered in all directions.
The Heavenly Sound Pavilion had the Five Great Music Masters: Gong, Shang, Jue, Zheng, and Yu. Among them, the killing power of merchant tone was the fiercest and most unpredictable, its music