Xu Zimo slowly raised the jade flute. The moment it sounded, a voice both light and violent drifted forth.
It was like surging, tempestuous waves. Unlike ordinary music, it possessed no particular style.
Instead, it was especially chaotic, as though countless waves were intertwined, while innumerable shattered voids wound densely around one another.
Like a tangled ball of thread with no order whatsoever.
The tune was wild and violent; even those around them who had covered their ears could not restrain themselves.
"Great Sound is Silent," Baili Xiao said from across the way, her brows tightly furrowed.
The melody from the zither in her hands continued to change.
"Great Elegance has no Melody,
The Great Way has no Strings."
Several soft cries fell. Baili Xiao's jade-like fingers moved swiftly, becoming countless afterimages as they swept across the strings.
Yet Xu Zimo was in no hurry. He played the jade flute, his white robe fluttering in the wind.
The Demon Pan Immortal Record—those who attained nirvana shattered the boundary between immortals and demons. It was a supreme divine tune.
This immortal record was a score of rebirth and destruction.
Let him be strong as he pleased; the clear breeze brushed the mountain ridge. Let him be overbearing as he pleased; the bright moon shone upon the great river.
Xu Zimo stood at the very center. No matter how hard Baili Xiao tried, the zither music could not come within three meters of him.
Suddenly, as the sound of the jade flute changed, it was at times crazed like a demon, at times ethereal like an immortal.
The entire zither melody became caught within it and exploded completely.
With a boom, the arena beneath their feet, forged from Great Dao Crystals, split apart entirely.
Baili Xiao's figure was sent flying by the