Chaotic Sword God
chapter-2088

The Skyfire Plane was a relatively well-known place in the Saints’ World out of the forty-nine great planes. Compared to the Cloud Plane, the Skyfire Plane was on a separate level both in terms of overall strength and renown.

This was because the Skyfire Plane had once given birth to a famed expert. This person’s cultivation neared the peak of perfection and was so powerful that she was an existence that could make the expression of all the Grand Primes in the past change whenever she was mentioned.

Not only was she known as one of the most powerful people below Grand Exalt in the past, but her grasp over the Way of Music had reached an unbelievable level. She used the Zither of the Demonic Cry that was renowned throughout the Saints’ World, creating the Two Tunes of the Demonic and Divine.

With the divine tune, the Zither of the Demonic Cry could conduct the mysteries of the world and intervene with the functions of the laws of the world.

With the demonic tune, the Zither of the Demonic Cry could enchant the souls of all living things and kill unknowingly. It could control the minds of Grand Primes, or even make their expressions change when they heard it.

No one knew the name of this supreme expert. They only knew that she came from the Divine Sect of Divine Sound of the Skyfire Plane and was known as the ‘Third Ancestor’. Her name had shaken up the Saints’ World, and she was a superpower that stood at the peak of the Saints’ World.

And because of her existence, the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound became the greatest organization on the Skyfire Plane, possessing an extremely great status.

However, good things never lasted. After the Third Ancestor died over three million years ago, the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound lost the right to hold that name. It was replaced by other organisations.

This was because the glory of the sect was brought on by the Third Ancestor alone. Without her, not only did the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound lose the right to hold that name with their heritage, but a certain distance even existed between it and the other peak organisations of the Skyfire Plane.

However, even with that being the case, the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound possessed a certain amount of status on the Skyfire Plane. They were one of the large organisations there.

Even though the current Daoist Sect of Divine Sound had fallen from the pedestal of the greatest organization, they still received the respect of many peak organisations on the plane due to the influence of the Third Ancestor when she was still alive.

Right now, a perfect beauty in a purple dress who seemed even prettier than goddesses sat on the peak of a mountain shrouded by mist. It was a picturesque scene.

The woman only seemed to be in her twenties. Not only was her appearance so beautiful that it was enough to suffocate people, but her otherworldly presence made her seem like a goddess who did not tamper with mortal affairs.

Her enchanting eyes were fixed on the zither placed across her knees. With her close concentration, she played a beautiful tune as her slender hands pulled the strings gently.

This beautiful woman was Shangguan Mu’er!

Due to the Zither of the Demonic Cry, Shangguan Mu’er had shaken up the entire upper echelon of the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound. She had even alerted the ancestors of the sect who had been in seclusion for several hundreds of thousand years, causing them to emerge as soon as possible.

This was because the Zither of the Demonic Cry was a treasure bound to the Third Ancestor’s life. Ever since she died, the zither had vanished.

As a result, when Shangguan Mu’er appeared in the sect with the Zither of the Demonic Cry, the entire upper echelon believed she had received the legacy of the Third Ancestor right from the beginning.

With the status as the successor of the Third Ancestor, Shangguan Mu’er possessed an extremely special and revered identity in the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound. She had even received the personally nurturing of the ancestors, where her status was only second to the sect master.

At this moment, an extremely handsome and graceful man appeared behind Shangguan Mu’er. The man was in white robes. He held a jade flute that had images of dragons and phoenixes carved into it.

The man had arrived silently, standing several meters away as he stared at Shangguan Mu’er’s back. Love and infatuation filled his eyes.

Afterwards, the man placed the jade flute to his mouth elegantly and began to play it to Shangguan Mu’er’s melody. He blew it gently.

The man clearly possessed great mastery over music. As soon as he played the flute, it merged perfectly with the zither music, making it gentle and pleasant. It was music that penetrated the mind and could bring comfort to people from the bottom of their hearts.

With a zither and a flute, the two musical instruments resonated with each other. Anyone would believe that they were a match made in heaven with a single glance, enough for anyone to feel admiration.

However, this did not last. The moment the flute rang out, the zither suddenly stopped. Only the gentle, pleasant flute music rang out and echoed in the mountains.

Shangguan Mu’er had stopped playing. She frowned, “Senior Kong, why have you come here?” Shangguan Mu’er’s voice was cold and emotionless. It made her seem unapproachable.

The man was called Jun Kong, and his master was one of the four ancestors of the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound. His talent was astonishing. Not only was he a resplendent star in the sect, but he was also one of the supreme prodigies of the Skyfire Plane.

Moreover, Jun Kong had firmly embedded his name on the Godkings’ Throne a hundred years ago, making him an undisputable supreme Godking.

Jun Kong did not continue playing his flute when he saw Shangguan Mu’er stop. He looked at her back gently as he said softly, “Junior Mu’er, why have you suddenly stopped? The scenery here is so beautiful, like heaven on earth. Why don’t we play together and make this heavenly place even more charming with our Way of Sound?”

“I like to be alone and not be disturbed by anyone. Senior Kong, please return,” Shangguan Mu’er said coldly without even looking back.

Jun Kong did not leave. He stared at Shangguan Mu’er’s back deeply. There were mixed feelings within his deep love. He sighed gently, “Junior Mu’er, ever since you came to the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound, I’ve never seen you smile before. Your face is always sunken as if something is weighing on your heart. Are you unable to forget that person on the distant Cloud Plane?”

“That’s my problem. There’s no need for senior Kong to worry,” said Shangguan Mu’er.

“Junior Mu’er, if you really are still thinking of that person, I can only persuade you to forget about him as soon as possible because I’ve already received news that this person called Jian Chen is dead. He died to the hands of the Empyrean Demon Cult, where his soul was wiped out,” said Jun Kong.

Shangguan Mu’er shuddered from that as she began to tremble uncontrollably. Her beautiful face paled, and after a moment of silence by herself, she murmured with a trembling voice, “Impossible. That’s impossible. He can’t have died. This news must be fake.”

“Although I haven’t left the Skyfire Plane recently, I do know many descendants and disciples of large clans and sects. I’ve heard this from them, so it’s completely true, without any falsehood at all,” said Jun Kong.