Divine Tang Era

Chapter 127 True Phoenix Immortal Music

Seeing the tragic scene in the city, the woman finally couldn't bear it.

A pure white cloud, as white as snow, rose from beneath her feet, carrying her body and slowly flying into the sky.

The swarm of demonic birds, having spotted a new target, pounced on her like sharks smelling blood. A transparent shield rose around the woman, protecting her within it. The shield shimmered with light, and no matter how the demonic birds' claws and beaks struck it, they could not harm her in the slightest.

When they flew over the center of Jingning City, the woman sat down cross-legged, placed the guqin across her lap, and gently plucked the strings.

A timeless and unparalleled celestial sound rang out.

The sound of the zither seemed to be expounding the great principles of heaven and earth, and also seemed to be performing supreme killing intent. The invisible sound waves were like a torrent that cleansed the filth of the world, unstoppable yet silently drilling into the heads of every demonic bird.

"True Phoenix Fairy Sound!"

The immortals of Lizhu, the men in the three courtyards, and the knowledgeable people in the city, upon hearing the familiar zither music, exclaimed in unison.

"True Phoenix Immortal Sound."

Lin Qing, the master of Yinlong Pavilion, gazed up at the graceful figure in the sky, his eyes unfocused, as if lost in deep memories, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.

The music penetrated the demonic bird's brain, instantly transforming into the most terrifying killing intent in the world. The demonic bird's head seemed to be struck by an invisible, enormous force, exploding with a deafening roar. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, and the corpse plummeted from the sky, creating the most beautiful scene in the world.

In the blink of an eye, the demonic birds above Jingning City were wiped out. The demonic birds that once covered the sky disappeared, and the world became quiet.

Inside the mountain, on a huge and mysterious altar, clay sculptures of demonic birds suddenly exploded into countless fragments.

"How could this be?"

A strange, androgynous voice came from the shaman's mouth, seemingly tinged with surprise.

Seeing that there were no more demonic birds, the woman turned her gaze to the demonic beasts outside the city.

The music resumed, and invisible sound waves transformed into tangible blades, carrying a sharp killing intent, piercing the minds of every demon beast. The demon beasts roared in agony, some even starting to fight amongst themselves, plunging the once orderly beast ranks into chaos.

"Hmm, here we go again."

Sensing the abnormality of the monster, the shaman swung his longsword, and the blood essence formed by the fusion of blood and moonlight on the stalactite and moon-shaped stone wall before it dripped was divided into several parts, which, like serpents, burrowed into the body of the monster's clay sculpture on the altar.

Outside Jingning City, the horde of demonic beasts sensed the powerful force emanating from the Blood Essence and roared in unison.

The enormous sound wave, like rolling thunder, collided with the invisible sound waves of the guqin, exploding out with a deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth and disrupted space, actually blocking the supreme killing intent conveyed by the guqin's music.

"So someone was causing trouble behind the scenes, trying to block the celestial music of my Nine Virtues True Phoenix Zither? What a fool's dream!"

The experienced woman noticed the strange behavior of the monster and understood what was going on.

She gave a disdainful sneer, her eyes filled with endless contempt. With a light flick of her wrist, she plucked the strings of her zither, and each note transformed into an invisible sound wave, like a sharp arrow, carrying a vast and overwhelming force that pierced the mind of the demon beast.

The monsters' heads were throbbing with pain, and they writhed wildly, letting out mournful roars.

The shaman on the altar, sensing the beast's condition, disregarded everything else and brandished his longsword, causing drops of pure blood essence from the blood pool to enter the beast's clay sculpture. The beast outside Jingning City's eyes blazed with crimson light, and it roared once more.

Seeing this, the woman stretched out her left hand and placed it on the string. Her hands transformed into countless forms as she rapidly plucked the strings, sending waves of sound, even more intense and uplifting than before, into the monster's mind.

The sound of the zither and the blood essence clashed continuously within the demon beast's body.

The seemingly gentle zither music, carrying boundless power, weaves through the blood essence and malevolent energy, seeking to eliminate it.

The blood essence and malevolent energy, however, seemed to be alive, constantly struggling and counterattacking, trying to devour the music.

Caught between these two forces, the monster writhed and roared in agony.

Finally, some of the monsters couldn't withstand the immense power of their internal attacks and exploded. One, two, three... one after another, monsters exploded, blood gushing like a fountain, flesh flying everywhere, creating a unique spectacle.

"puff"

Unable to withstand the backlash from the beast siege, the shaman coughed up a mouthful of hot blood, his ruddy face turning deathly pale.

"This place is no longer safe." Knowing that he could not stay there for long, he did not bother to pack his things and immediately flew away.

"Can you escape?"

At the summit, a man with a figure as imposing as a mountain stood leaning on his sword, exuding boundless domineering aura. He coldly watched the shaman's departing figure, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes, as if he were looking at a dead man.

The shaman priest had barely flown out when he sensed a sharp killing intent.

Turning his head, he saw the man standing with his sword, and was terrified. He hurriedly fled this dangerous place. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to get as far away as possible.

The man snorted coldly and flew out like lightning, his speed like a shooting star streaking across the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with them. The knife in his hand was drawn, and a cold glint leaped out, like a crescent moon falling to earth.

The shaman sensed danger behind him and was terrified. He hurriedly drew his sword to defend himself.

The man exerted a slight force with his heavy blade, slashing fiercely at the longsword. With a clang, the sword and blade clashed, sparks flying. The shaman priest hadn't expected such strength; he nearly lost his grip on the sword, barely managing to block the blow before using the force of the heavy blade to retreat swiftly.

The man stepped forward and swung his sword, his extremely sharp swordsmanship containing immense power, as if it could cleave through everything in the world.

In just a few moves, the shaman was driven into a corner.

"No..."

With a scream and a flash of cold light, the shaman's head flew high into the air, blood gushing from his neck, staining the entire sky red.

Seeing that all the demonic beasts and birds inside and outside the city had been wiped out, the woman gently plucked the strings of her zither. With a clear "dong," she vanished as if she had never been there, leaving behind only the peaceful city of Jingning, which had survived the calamity.

"Sound Release!" someone in the city exclaimed in surprise.

"What a brilliant move," Li Zhu murmured.

As Lin Qing, the master of Yinlong Pavilion, watched the figure disappear in the sky, his eyes flickered, and with a flash, he too vanished from the spot.

"It seems that the Pavilion Master of Yinlong Pavilion went along as well."

Inside the three courtyards, a man gazed into the distance and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't meddle in things that aren't your business," the man with deep eyes said coldly.

"Nine..."

"Shut up, don't say things you shouldn't. Have you forgotten all about it?"

The man had barely uttered a word when he was interrupted by the man with deep, penetrating eyes. A torrent of words were stuck in his throat, causing him immense discomfort, yet he couldn't speak. He glanced at the man with those deep eyes, but ultimately remained silent. He knew that some things couldn't be said, and sometimes, they couldn't even be thought about.

Because people can die from that.