The sound of the suona resonated brightly, echoing through the village,
Its notes carried a sword intent, encircling the village.
The low-ranking foreign races were pierced through one by one by the sword qi, with expressions of terror, astonishment, or despair on their faces before their death...
They couldn't understand why this was happening to them.
Bodies lay on the ground, their blood seeping into the land. If you looked from above, it was as if there were eighteen blood-red lotuses blooming outside Lotus Village.
And their cause of death was all the same, each of their chests had been pierced through by the sword qi...
— leaving a huge hole.
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Under the tree, Ah Bao put down the suona in his hands, looking over at Lu Xun with slight nervousness.
His playing just now was subpar — worse than his daily performances in front of his father.
After all, an Immortal was in front of him, and he was filled with awe.
