Chapter 30

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nChapter 30

n“Sect leader, the ant beast is a high-level Heavenly Tribulation Realm beast. I can’t defeat it.”

n“Quickly send reinforcements.”

nWithin the Divine Sound Sect’s main hall, the sect leader, Lian Shenyin, and the other powerful beings looked at the distress call with grim expressions.

n“This ant beast doesn’t seem simple. Forget it, everyone. Follow me.”

nThe sect leader, Lian Shenyin, stood up. Her aura turned cold as her third-level Heavenly Tribulation Realm cultivation erupted.

n“Sect leader, you’ve broken through again?”

nAll the elders were overjoyed. A third-level Heavenly Tribulation Realm cultivator was one of the leading forces in the Beihuang Continent.

n“Come out.”

nLian Shenyin smiled. Her entire body exuded a valiant and valiant aura that did not lose out to men.

nSeveral beams of light flew out from the Divine Sound Sect and landed outside Dayang Town in a few seconds.

n“Sect leader, this is the ant.”

nSun Wukong saw that sect leader Lian Shenyin had personally come to help and instantly felt more confident. He pointed at the chaotic ant.

nSlap

nHowever, when he finished speaking, the chaotic ant smacked again, and Sun Wukong fell to the ground.

n“Hmph, how dare you hurt my disciples. Set up the formation.”

nLian Shenyin’s face turned gloomy, and she shouted out coldly. The elders behind her formed a formation as the sounds of the zithers clashed in the air.

nThe zithers’ sounds seemed to flow in the mountains and streams, and the chirping of hundreds of birds formed a natural sound of nature.

nThe sound of the zither was melodic and gentle. Just listening to it made one’s heart calm and intoxicated.

n“Sect leader’s divine tune is great.”

nFeng Lin and Zi Yue, who had their backs against the huge rock and were shivering, grinned with their pig-like faces.

nEven the two of them fell into it and were momentarily dazed.

nThis was the terrifying part of practicing the divine tune!

nThe beautiful sounds of nature made people feel as if they were in a valley, looking at the peak and calming their hearts, forgetting all the world’s troubles, forgetting to resist, forgetting to fight, and then being obliterated by the hidden killing intent!

nIt was called the God-practicing tune because, according to the records of the Divine Sound Sect, this tune had once killed a God!

n“Heh.”

nThe chaotic ant sneered and moved its feelers. It took the zither from Feng Ling’s ring.

nThen, he gently prodded it!

nClang…

nThe sound of a zither rang out. Lian Shenyin’s heavenly sound seemed to be swallowed up in an instant. No matter how Lian Shenyin played the zither, he could no longer make a sound.

n“Great Sound of Hope?”

nIn an instant, Lian Shenyin and the others’ expressions changed. The spiritual instruments in their hands seemed to have lost their souls as they fell to the ground.

nFeng Ling and Zi Yue’s faces turned pale!

nThis was the great Dao that the old ancestor wanted to impart to them. This was the Great Sound of Hope recorded in the sect’s records.

nThe loud sound was the most beautiful in the world.

nIt could just be a note, or it could be a song.

nAs soon as the loud voice came out, all sounds became silent!

nThis was the realm the founder of the Divine Sound Sect had been pursuing all his life.

n“Greetings, senior!”

nLian Shenyin’s entire body trembled in excitement. Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes as she knelt.

nListening to the baptism of the Great Sound of Hope, the barrier of the realm in her body disappeared like water flowing into a channel.

nBoom!

nHeavenly Tribulation Realm fourth-level!

nLian Shenyin’s aura fluctuated as she broke through!

n“Greetings, senior.”

nUpon seeing this, the elders knelt one after another. How could they not understand that the ant in front of them was neither a demon king nor a demon emperor?

nIt was an existence that surpassed the demon emperor.

n“Don’t make any noise during rest time. Master doesn’t like it. ”

nThe chaotic ant plucked the strings again, and the power of the zither carved a line of words on the ground.

n“Yes.”

nLian Shenyin replied hurriedly, shocked.

nShe recalled Feng Ling’s description and instantly understood. It was noon when Feng Ling was playing the zither.

nIt was the sound of the zither that had disturbed the master behind this senior!

n“Hiss…”

nLian Shenyin gasped.

nThis senior ant god could produce loud sounds with a wave of his hand. Even the founding ancestor of the Divine Sound Sect could only sigh in admiration at such a technique.

nThen the master behind the ant God was…

nShe didn’t dare to imagine anymore.

nThat senior was probably an invincible existence on the entire Mainland of Tianyuan!

n“Sect leader, what kind of existence is that senior?”

nFeng Ling and Zi Yue walked over. Their faces, swollen to the size of a washbasin, were ghastly pale.

n“You two are so lucky.”

n“If that senior intended to kill, you would have been dead long ago.”

nLian Shenyin sighed. She then passed down an order that all the disciples of the Divine Sound Sect were to remain silent as long as they were traveling in the mortal world during rest time.

nThose who disobeyed the order would be expelled from the Divine Sound Sect.

nThe line of words that the chaotic ant had written had long disappeared.

nAs for the Divine Sound Sect, they had all returned to the sect under the orders of Lian Shenyin to prepare for the Dayang Sect’s Tournament of Geniuses that would be held in half a month!

nAs for Lian Shenyin, she went to the Qingyun Sect.

n“Hehe, old Daoist Qing Yun, I’ve broken through to the fourth-level Heavenly Tribulation Realm. You heartless man, wait to be beaten by me.”

nLian Shenyin smirked.

nShe had just broken through the Heavenly Tribulation Realm a thousand years ago.

nThat time, she had lost to Perfected Qing Yun.

nHowever, it was different this time!

nShe was acquainted with an invincible senior.

nThis time, she would defeat Perfected Qing Yun.

n…

nThe chaotic ant returned to the small courtyard.

nAt this moment, Xiao Changtian also woke up from his nap.

n“It’s comfortable. I can’t cultivate as I did in my previous life. Health is more important.”

nXiao Changtian stretched his muscles and bones, again lifting Rongrong’s neck and putting it back in the bamboo forest.

n“What gift should I give to the Dayang Sect?”

nXiao Changtian took Alpha to the street again.

nReverend Dayang was a good person. He had even given him a piece of land for free.

nThe gift must be expensive, generous, and high-class!

nMost importantly, he couldn’t give them mortal items, and they had to have some immortal Qi.

nXiao Changtian was in a daze as he pondered.

n“Senior.”

nAt this moment, a joyful voice was heard. Xiao Changtian was stunned. He raised his head and saw the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion master.

n“You’re the… fortune-teller from before?”

nXiao Changtian looked at the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion master in confusion. He frowned. Could this person be setting up a stall in Dayang Town?

nSeeing Xiao Changtian’s frown, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion master quickly laughed and said, “I don’t set up a stall for fortune-telling anymore. I’m just selling some small items and doing some business.”

nAs the pavilion lord of heavenly secrets explained, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

nHe couldn’t help but feel nervous facing such an expert.

n“Not bad,” Xiao Changtian nodded. It was great to admit one’s mistake and correct it.

nXiao Changtian lowered his head and glanced around. The stall contained eight-trigram plates, talisman papers, and other items. Xiao Changtian nodded. This could be considered the old profession of fortune-telling in front of him.

nSuddenly, Xiao Changtian’s eyes lit up.

nHe remembered that this fortune-teller seemed to have a celestial magical artifact that could detect lies.

nSince that was the case, he might buy the mirror and give it to Reverend Dayang.

nXiao Changtian stated his intention.

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