Top of the Ten Thousand Ridges.
Jiang Qingge and Muu Qingchen exchanged a smile, each taking out their instruments, nodding slightly to Ling Feng, and started to play leisurely.
Ling Feng sat cross-legged, the phantom of the Pattern Radiance behind him slowly rising, emitting a milky white light, shining on Ling Feng, making him appear incredibly holy.
Muu Qingchen lightly pressed on the Jade Flute a few times, and the next moment, an ethereal sound of the Flute rose, with sound waves spreading out like ripples, containing his understanding of Heaven and Earth Creation, with a long-lasting conception, enchanting all who heard it, seemingly about to immerse in the flute sound.
