Xu Zimei slowly picked up the Jade Flute, and the moment the flute sounded, a light yet furious sound transmitted through it.
It was like the surging waves of the sea, not possessing a specific style like that of ordinary flute music.
Instead, it was particularly chaotic, as if countless waves were intertwining together, numerous voids fracturing densely intertwined.
Like a tangled and disorderly ball of yarn.
A wildly intense melody, which even those with their ears closed nearby couldn't control.
"Great music is scarce in sound," said Baili Xiao across from him, furrowing her brows.
The sound in her hands kept changing.
"Great elegance has no melody,
Great Dao has no strings."
With a few light shouts falling, only to see Baili Xiao's jade fingers swiftly creating numerous afterimages, sweeping across the strings.
However, Xu Zimei wasn't in a hurry, he played the Jade Flute, his white robe fluttering with the wind.
