Amidst the surging tide, a lone figure walked.
Dao Jiu sat within the grand hall, his gaze rapt, silently listening to the music that was a rare treasure of the ages.
He could make out the emotions embedded within the "Song of the Endless Sea."
On the surface, the waves seemed furious, their rise and fall unpredictable.
But if one immersed themselves within these tides, they would discover... every note was filled with despair, deathly stillness.
It was like a melody played by a "dead person."
Xie Xuanyi also sensed something unusual.
Every word Chu Man had said to him was with the intent of "clinging to life," yet now the Sound Killing Technique was imbued with a thick intent to die.
Ultimately.
Xie Xuanyi, sword in hand, came to stand in front of Chu Man.
The Song of the Endless Sea came to an end.
