Turning His Back on the Past of the Heavens, Gazing Upon Their Future

Rumble—!!

Only after Yun Wufeng tumbled several times across the ground in utter disarray did his body finally come to a stop.

Yet throughout it all, he clutched the Fleeting World Zither tightly, as though terrified that his most beloved treasure might be damaged.

"Cough, cough..."

After quite some time, Feng Wuyun finally forced himself up from the ground in a miserable state.

The rampant sword qi had torn countless shocking wounds across his pure white, blood-stained robes, with streams of scalding blood gushing from them.

Silently wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, Feng Wuyun raised his head once more, his eyes having regained their earlier spring-breeze calm.

"I have to say, your Sword Dao is truly extraordinary."

Feng Wuyun gently shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I lost this battle."

Though he appeared calm on the surface, endless tempestuous waves had risen in his heart.

His pride and joy, the Lyre Dao, had actually been defeated so completely by Su Changge's Sword Dao!

"You flatter me, Senior. The musical world you condensed earlier was something Changge had never even heard of."

"If the immortal sword in Changge's hand had not been sharp enough, it would have been absolutely impossible for me to break through Senior's musical world so easily."

Su Changge was not speaking falsely.

That musical world had truly been incomparably profound, far surpassing Su Changge's understanding of the Music Dao.

It was also the first time he had learned that the Music Dao could be used in such a way!

Through music, one could condense and manifest everything in the world, then use Musical Runes to control their power.

Without strength sufficient to crush it, even an opponent of equal cultivation would have no solution whatsoever once trapped within that musical