Lingering Notes Circle the Skull for Three Days Without Rest
A powerful, resounding sound, like rocks splitting and clouds flowing.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
The sound seemed to rush straight to the top of their heads, as if it passed through their ears, circled around their brains, and then soared into the sky.
Even the older, stronger individuals frowned slightly.
This commotion was truly astonishing!
This is already the case for everyone.
Qiu Feng, who was inside the formation, was the first to be affected, and his experience was extremely poor.
The noise of the suona made him unable to even hear what he was playing.
All I could hear was that head-banging noise.
They completely defy expectations.
There are many ways to discuss and refine common phonetics.
But none are quite like this suona.
The voice reflects the person.
Miracles happen with great effort.
Qiu Feng felt that the musical realm he had painstakingly built was now crumbling uncontrollably.
Don't even think about winning!
A look of resentment flashed across Qiu Feng's face, followed by a ruthless glint in his eyes.
The next moment, he bit his tongue hard.
Drawing on past experience, he played frantically, trying to maintain his momentum.
Once this spiritual energy dissipates, Lin Shan will no longer be able to play the flute.
However, this was not implemented in practice.
The sound of the suona reached its highest point.
With Lin Shan at the center, ripples appeared in the surrounding void.
Where the waves have passed.
The zither realm, along with its spiritual energy, shattered with a deafening roar.
Qiu Feng is still frantically trying to maintain the situation.
But this wave swept in like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves.
Wherever it went, everything collapsed.
Cracks spread across the ground, gradually approaching Qiu Feng.
That artistic conception is now completely shattered.
"No!"
Feeling the ripples coming from above, Qiu Feng's expression suddenly changed.
He immediately got up.
But we were still a step too late.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people.
The ripples fell on Qiu Feng.
The next moment, his body suddenly shuddered.
Thump thump thump!
On the long zither, the strings snapped one after another.
Qiu Feng's chest heaved violently, and veins bulged on his forehead. His throat bobbed as he swallowed back a mouthful of blood.
The sound of the suona suddenly stopped.
At this moment, everyone had only one feeling.
The rain has stopped, and the sky has cleared.
Such a sound, truly...
The lingering sound echoed in my head for three days without ceasing.
When everyone saw what was happening on the field, many fell silent again.
"What kind of instrument is this? How can it be so domineering that it even stretched Qiu Feng's strings?"
"This isn't just domineering, it's downright thuggish! I've heard so many different musical instruments, but this one is truly unheard of. Can it even be considered a musical instrument at all?"
"The most important aspect of sonic attacks is drawing the opponent into a sonic realm, which directly breaks the opponent's musical realm... well, that does fit his image quite well."
Everyone was filled with mixed emotions.
The gathering place of the Five Symbols Sect elders.
"This kid has potential."
Elder Flame Sun Peak nodded in approval:
"Truly worthy of being a disciple of my Flame Sun Peak."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the elder of Jade Water Peak spoke up:
"It's okay to be a little thick-skinned, but to say you don't want it in front of so many people is going too far."
Seeing that the other party didn't take it seriously, the elder of Jade Water Peak glanced at Lu Changzhi not far away and threatened:
"Believe it or not, when we get back, we'll invite Peak Master Lu to visit your Flame Sun Peak again."
"Perhaps even your precious disciple could be poached by another peak."
"Day."
Upon hearing this, Elder Flame Sun Peak's expression changed drastically:
"Cheng Yun, you old bastard, how could your mind be so filthy!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yun smiled.
"Just tell me, are you going to release them or not?"
While the two were locked in a standoff, the other elders of Jade Water Peak looked at Lin Shan and nodded in satisfaction.
This is merely the prelude to the Heaven-Collapsing Tune.
Seeing Lin Shan's exhausted appearance, it seems that the sect's ancestral precepts have not been forgotten.
Above.
Zhou Chang's gaze lingered on Lin Shan for a moment before turning to the suona he was holding.
"Do you intend to bring him back to the Holy Land?"
An elder standing nearby asked.
"No need."
Qin Jiuxiao gently shook his head:
"Winning by sound is nothing but a crooked and unorthodox approach; it won't amount to anything, so there's no need to waste your energy on it."
Upon hearing this, the elder nodded.
Qin Jiuxiao possessed extraordinary talent in music, so what he said naturally made sense.
The contest between Lin Shan and Qiu Feng successfully attracted a great deal of attention.
Qiu Feng's defeat also brought Lin Shan a lot of soul power.
After this exchange, many people's eyes immediately lit up.
Given Lin Shan's current state, it's likely that it's at its last gasp.
This is a perfect opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
However, before they could take any action, many disciples of the Five Symbols Sect surrounded the lotus platform where Lin Shan was located, preventing outsiders from getting close.
The lotus platform where Lin Shan was located finally calmed down after witnessing the defeat of many Azure Cloud Sect disciples.
But for the rest of the field, there was absolutely no sign of things quieting down.
"If we only collect but don't use, the accumulated soul power will only keep increasing."
Chen Miao's gaze swept across the field, finally lingering for a moment on the group from Cloud Heaven Holy Land and Flower Spirit Sect.
Then, he transmitted his voice:
"Tell your disciples not to get involved in the fight."
After saying that, he gently shook his head, thinking to himself:
"Using the younger generation of the Eastern Region to enhance the prestige of your Flower Spirit Sect, you've certainly played a clever game."
Despite the passage of time, Qin Jiuxiao, the most important figure in this grand event, has not yet participated.
This in itself speaks volumes.
In addition, there's the current situation on the field.
Some things are enough to reveal the truth.
"That's about it."
Qin Jiuxiao opened his eyes and looked down.
He has now mastered what Zhou Chang taught him.
It wasn't too difficult; he was confident he could take the Divine Sound Lotus Pool from the Flower Spirit Sect.
However, he left just like that...
His gaze fell on Liu Qingyan, whose expression shifted slightly.
Then, Liu Qingyan took a light breath, as if making a decision, and transmitted her voice to the Sect Master of the Flower Spirit Sect:
"Master, was the long zither left behind by that ancestor intended to be given to Young Master Qin?"
Upon hearing this, the Flower Spirit Sect Master's expression changed slightly, and he replied:
"Qingyan, the sect has no such plans."
"This Flower Spirit Qin was left behind by the founding ancestor of our sect, and it holds immense significance for our Flower Spirit Sect. Moreover, its function is far more complex than it appears. Such an item will not be given away to outsiders. However, rest assured, the sect has prepared other things for him, which are sufficient to demonstrate our sincerity."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then said:
"So Master still considers Young Master Qin an outsider."
The sect leader of the Flower Spirit Sect was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:
"You silly girl, this matter hasn't even been settled yet, and you're already so concerned about how you're addressed."
Liu Qingyan lowered her head gently.
"Isn't Qingyan also working hard for the future of the sect?"
After a pause, Liu Qingyan tentatively asked:
"Young Master Qin asked me about the Flower Spirit Qin, so he must be very interested in it. Why don't we lend it to him for a while to study it?"
"It's just a loan, there won't be any problem."