The sound of the zither entered his ears. Luo Feng's eyebrows slightly raised, and he opened his eyes, showing a hint of confusion in his gaze.
At the instant he heard the zither, a peculiar stirring arose in his heart, and the speed at which the eighteen dragon-shaped revolving spirits within him absorbed the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth accelerated slightly.
"This is... the Bright Moon Yuan Dynamic Melody."
His ear twitched slightly as Luo Feng listened intently, realizing immediately that the zither sound at this moment was the same melody played by nine women at the evening banquet.
The sound of the zither was soft and ethereal, like a gentle ripple stirred by the night breeze on the water's surface. Xuelian, who was cultivating beside him, was oblivious to it. If it weren't for Luo Feng's powerful soul strength, he likely wouldn't have heard it clearly either.
