Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing both immersed themselves in the music. They faintly felt that they were playing the same song but in different artistic conceptions or different stages of growth. This song could be divided into two parts which could be played both separately and coherently as a whole.
Snowflakes floated down from the sky. Each piece of them was a share of the mood. With some golden light spreading, it seemed that Spiritual Qi was raining on the Sky Mountains. The Spiritual Qi enveloped the whole mountain and fluctuated with the music's rhythm.
The music played by Ye Futian sounded fervid, full of exuberance. Sitting there, Ye Futian's body emitted blazing light. His noble intent was triggered unconsciously. On the towering Sky Mountain, that handsome figure activated boundless Spiritual Qi with his music like a king, sitting there as if he was the only one in the world.
