It was not easy to escape the battlefield. Twelve Sub-God rank Demon Lords had used their formidable spiritual power to erect a barrier. Yin Zhu could burst through this barrier, but if he did so with all his might, his body would inevitably experience a lag, making him face a joint attack from the twelve Sub-God rank powerhouses.
Holding the Ancient Zither, Yin Zhu dodged the attacks of the twelve Abyss Demon Lords while his hands never stopped moving. Cradling the zither in his left arm and playing with his right, a mesmerizing melody akin to a cascading waterfall emanated, transforming into rings of light that radiated outward—it was the tune "Tall Mountains, Flowing Water."
