How is this possible?
Tian Yu’s eyes were filled with shock as she stared into the depths of Phoenix Perch Building, as if she had seen a ghost. The other True Disciples from the Miaoyin Immortal Sect were not faring much better; their faces were masks of horror, their expressions full of disbelief, as if they were questioning their very existence.
That bell toll just now was not the work of some supreme expert using mana to forcefully suppress them. Rather, a mysterious cultivator of the sonic path had encapsulated endless melodic mysteries within a single, simple chime. Using sound to defeat sound, they had been utterly crushed in the very domain they excelled in.
But they were thirteen True Disciples of the Miaoyin Immortal Sect, each one a grandmaster of musical rhythm in her own right. To prepare for this challenge against Feiyin, they had trained together for nearly half a year and achieved impeccable harmony. Yet, even in their daily practices, they had never managed to conjure a Sonic Domain.
Now, in the official musical duel against Feiyin, with the thirteen of them in peak condition, their spirits highly concentrated and taut, they had managed by a stroke of sheer luck to manifest the phenomenon of the Mortal Dust Sonic Domain. Once a Sonic Domain was formed, it would be difficult for even Nascent Soul Stage Venerables or Emergence Stage Great Abilities to suppress them with music alone. They had been certain victory was in their grasp.
Unexpectedly, Phoenix Perch Building concealed a master capable of shattering their Sonic Domain with such a simple, pure, and profound bell chime.
"Weren’t we told that there were no experts from the Sonic Sect present in Phoenix Perch Building today?"
"The intelligence from our sect was wrong! There’s another master here. We’ve really hit a wall this time."
"Sending a master to bully juniors, how can the Sanqing Immortal Sect be so shameless?"
The thirteen disciples exchanged glances, cursing inwardly as they communicated telepathically. On the surface, however, their expressions were of pitiable grievance, looking so wronged that many in Phoenix Perch Building couldn’t help but feel a surge of sympathy.
"There’s still a master presiding over Phoenix Perch Building?"
"It was supposed to be a challenge between Lady Tian Yu and Lady Feiyin. Why has the Sanqing Immortal Sect called for backup?"
"Isn’t this a breach of musical ethics?"
"Heh, you talk of fairness? Tian Yu brought twelve senior sisters as her accompaniment; why can’t Lady Feiyin ask for assistance?"
"Exactly! It’s thirteen against one. You can’t expect her not to seek help, can you?"
Inside Phoenix Perch Building, the abrupt bell toll sparked another wave of discussion among the crowd. However, their debate did not last long. Following the bell’s chime and a brief moment of silence, the lingering notes of a zither began to drift out.
If the melody of the *Light Clouds Drifting Melody* was purity, the melody of the *Carefree Life Melody* was joy, and the melody of the *Ambush from Ten Sides Melody* was urgent tension, then the zither music now emanating from the depths of Phoenix Perch Building was one of absolute freedom and bliss. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet
As the zither music began to play, magnificent vistas materialized out of thin air before everyone’s eyes.
It was a range of immortal mountains. Countless peaks, towering over ten thousand zhang, pierced through the clouds. Streams of mist flowed past the mountainsides like a vast ocean, and the peaks floating above were like islands in a sea of clouds.
Above those peaks, immortal cranes soared through the cloud layers, exotic celestial beasts pulled galloping chariots of white jade, Sword Immortals on flying swords dashed by like shooting stars, and graceful fairies stood elegant against the wind. Under an ancient pine tree thousands of years old, hoary-headed elders sat cross-legged, brewing tea and playing chess. By a bed of fragrant flowers, an immortal couple walked hand-in-hand, flanked by a golden boy and a jade girl.
In a deep purple valley, thunder crackled, morphing into the shapes of Kylins, Azure Dragons, and White Marsh beasts that danced wantonly atop the clouds. A young man sat cross-legged, his five centers facing the heavens, contemplating the supreme mysteries of the Thunder Technique. Beside him, the soup of a hundred flowers brought by his junior sister emanated a tantalizing aroma.
Young and old, men and women, each found their own joy. It was a perfect portrait of an immortal paradise, utterly captivating the hearts and minds of all who witnessed it, pulling them into an intoxicated trance.
It was a Sonic Domain! Another Sonic Domain, and this one was more than ten, no, a hundred times larger than before! It was utterly majestic, magnificent, and all-encompassing.
Atop the pavilion, Qin Guangling listened to the zither music flowing from the depths of Phoenix Perch Building, the shock on his face impossible to conceal.
The *Tribulation-Passing Immortal Melody*! As the lead True Disciple of the Sonic Sect, I naturally recognize this piece. It’s the Sonic Sect’s ultimate secret technique—the *Tribulation-Passing Immortal Melody*! This piece was created over eight hundred years ago and is said to contain the ultimate mysteries of the sonic path. When cultivated to its apex, it can annihilate even a Heavenly Immortal.
What a pity. Just like the secret techniques of the Sanqing Immortal Sect’s other branches, which often go years without finding a successor, many of the Sonic Sect’s secret techniques rarely find a suitable inheritor. Take the *Light Clouds Drifting Melody*, for example. Before me, decades had passed without a single disciple successfully comprehending it. As for the *Ambush from Ten Sides Melody*, only one or two of my peers have managed to master it.
However, compared to the *Tribulation-Passing Immortal Melody*, both the *Light Clouds Drifting Melody* and the *Ambush from Ten Sides Melody* are like children before a giant. This ultimate technique was born during the great battle when a hundred thousand members of the Demon Race ambushed the Sanqing Immortal Sect. It was created by a Grand Elder of the Sonic Sect, who, with the power of this single melody, annihilated tens of thousands of vicious demons. But that Earth Immortal-level ancestor also exhausted his life source in the process. After hastily leaving behind the musical score for posterity, his lamp ran out of oil, and he passed away.
In the eight hundred years since, countless prodigies of the Sonic Sect have attempted to comprehend the *Tribulation-Passing Immortal Melody*, yet not one has succeeded. None could even cross the initial threshold. The famous piece, once hailed by the Cultivation World as the ’Demon Race’s Funeral Dirge’, thus became a lost art. To be frank, I once refused to accept this and tried to comprehend this legacy myself. But aspirations were grand, and reality was harsh—I couldn’t grasp even the faintest shred of its essence.
And now, this supreme sonic technique, which should have been lost to time, has suddenly appeared in Phoenix Perch Building. It has even been used to conjure a Sonic Domain, which means its performer has clearly reached a high level of mastery. If word of this gets out, it will undoubtedly cause a massive earthquake throughout the entire Sonic Sect!
Could it be? Is a reclusive senior of our sect truly taking action to help me? If our sect truly has a senior who has mastered the *Tribulation-Passing Immortal Melody*, then with time, the revival of our Sonic Sect is at hand! What a joyous and fortunate occasion! But no matter. Such a divine melody is a gift from the heavens, rarely heard in the mortal world. All these troublesome matters can wait until the music ends.
Pushing aside all distracting thoughts, Qin Guangling began to immerse himself completely in the zither music, sensing the profound mysteries contained within its notes. To be able to listen to such a performance was immensely beneficial to him. If he was lucky, he might even resonate with it, allowing his own cultivation on the path of sound to achieve greater perfection.
The zither music in Phoenix Perch Building gradually shifted from free and melodious to powerful and soaring. The awe-inspiring vista of the Sonic Domain also began to change. A man in snow-white robes appeared within the illusory scene.
With a longsword on his back, he stood suspended in mid-air. Treading upon the highest heavens, he faced the roiling tribulation clouds. Not a trace of fear could be seen on his face—only eager anticipation and a blazing fighting spirit.
The zither notes receded as a deep, drumming beat arose, accompanying the tumbling tribulation clouds and bringing with it an incomparable, oppressive force.
At this moment, the true *Tribulation-Passing Immortal Melody* had only just begun its prologue.