Ding-a-ling!
The zither began to play, where the notes earlier were just the opening of a tune.
Yet, when the music resumed, the crowd realized that the rain they were surrounded by had begun to trickle like a gentle river flowing.
A mystifying image appeared in everybody's minds.
Just then, Hu Qingqing stood across from the crowd with her eyes wide. Her facial expression changed drastically, as she watched the sight before her in utter disbelief.
Her body began to tremble as her face grew dark and gnarly.
Her demon claws frantically strummed chords on her Copper Viper Zither, and bouts of demonic aura slithered on the instrument. Hurriedly, the aura gathered and transformed into a demonic snake.
Yet, Hu Qingqing was appalled to discover that her recital using the Copperhead Viper Zither had produced not a single sound.
As though the flowing waters were the only existence around right there and then.
