At the strum of a zither, the terrifying ordeal that enveloped the entire Sound Desolate simply vanished.
Endless blood seas, boundless stone mountains, it was as if they had never existed.
"What kind of zither is this!?"
Qingcheng looked incredulously at Nan Feng, the strands of hair she was clutching broke off instantly!
She... couldn't play anymore!
Her eyes were filled with horror.
That zither... was far too terrifying.
It was just a zither, yet it seemed to tower above all worlds, casually emitting a sliver of power capable of destroying everything.
Even she, a strong practitioner of the Sound Dao, felt no inclination to resist at this moment, her body acted on its own, wanting only to kneel and submit!
The status of that zither... was Jing Tian!
Yet Nan Feng did not stop.
Plum Blossom Three Moves moved people to tears!
Plum Blossom Three Moves broke people's hearts!
Plum Blossom Three Moves, and the soul perished!
The piece ended.