Three drums sounded, and Su He looked at the Ascending Immortal Drum before him and slowly closed his eyes.
He couldn't sense it anymore!
The Ascending Immortal Drum was still in front of him, but it had vanished from his perception once again, the fairy machine's connection to the drum was lost.
Su He switched to the Dragon Turtle Bloodline, and still couldn't sense the existence of the Ascending Immortal Drum, Xuan Wu, Vermilion Bird...
He couldn't sense anything at all; it was as if the Ascending Immortal Drum had completely disappeared.
He watched the Ascending Immortal Drum in front of him and cracked a smile—it really wasn't so simple to strike the drum. The first three sounds were from the fairy machine. Su He followed the path of immortality and struck the drum three times without pause.
But what came next?
Su He fell silent.
Inside Guiwang Mountain, Divine Senses commingled.
"May I ask Brother Dongxu, what did this daoist friend use to strike the first three drums?"