"Buzz buzz buzz..."
As Xiao Qinxian's fingers danced across the long zither, a series of sounds immediately reverberated out.
Like a musical piece, crisp and resounding.
It was clear that Xiao Qinxian was not playing randomly; his fingers moved with a strong sense of rhythm, causing the zither strings to tremble violently with each touch.
The pace of this playing became faster and faster...
Until finally, ripples began to emanate from the strings.
These ripples, as the zither's tempo increased, grew more and more intense, eventually transforming into a towering wave that fiercely swept downward.
"Swoosh!"
Amidst the battle, almost everyone, except those in the Void Heaven Realm, was swiftly separated at this instant.
Nearly three million people brought by Lyu Qingyu involuntarily retreated, as did the disciples of the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion!
