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This special kind of music had only been heard by them at the Xianyue Sect, and although the melodies here still sounded immature, the artistic conception was already being expressed.
It was indeed extremely mystical.
Initially, Dijiang had just been silently watching, but later on he took the initiative to dance gracefully in the very center of the starlight pureland. Miraculously, feathers started growing on his previously bare wings.
Despite carrying a Golden Crow on his back, his dance moves were still very agile.
Even though it was such a strange bird, a sense of ancient wilderness was spreading—shadows of Dijiang on the bronze walls that had lost their luster began to appear again.
It gained spiritual nature, dancing along with Dijiang, but because of its immense size, it seemed to be rampaging on the bronze walls.
The sensation of stagnation disappeared.
