Thud!
When Yang Xiaotian plucked the first string of the Hanhai Zither, it resonated a deep thunderous sound, like a clap of thunder or the beat of a heavenly drum. At that moment, it seemed as if the Hanhai Zither had awakened from the depths of ancient times, even beginning to shine!
Everyone was flabbergasted.
All stared in surprise at the glowing Hanhai Zither.
Previously, although their Dean had also plucked the first string, the Hanhai Zither did not shine.
The same happened when other Ancestors plucked the first string; the Hanhai Zither did not exhibit such an extraordinary reaction.
Young Master Jiusheng was equally astonished.
"Brother Zhang, can you discern what technique Yang Xiaotian just used?" Zeng Shuyin asked amidst shock.
Zhang Xian was also looking puzzled and shook his head without speaking.
Just as everyone was in a state of surprise, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian plucked the second string again, and a sound as mighty as a great bell or drum resonated.