Mu Xueling was trying to teach them the profundity of music dao that ordinary musicians couldn’t grasp. While taking a look at everyone, Mu Xueling placed her hands on the zither before gently strumming it, and she roared, “Wind!”

Along with a strum, a wisp of light flew out from the zither, manifesting into a violent gale that blew within the Saint Altar. It didn’t take long for everyone to start feeling pain from the wind, and they had no choice but to resist with their ...