In no time, the two arrived at the Void Palace guarded by Huo Luolin.
The Jade Cup was filled with clear, golden wine, and the two sat facing each other, raising their cups, reminiscing about various old events on the battlefield a thousand years ago. After three rounds of drinking, their spirits began to rise.
Huo Luolin spoke:
"Brother, listen to me play the zither!!"
Don't be fooled by Huo Luolin's ferocity in battle and rough personality; in truth, he is a master of music.
Chen Sheng laughed heartily:
"Haha, go ahead, Brother!!"
Only to see Huo Luolin lightly strum the zither strings with his hand, as a tinkling melody slowly began to flow.
Initially clear and leisurely, in an instant, the sound of clanging metal and iron horses suddenly erupted, with grand imagery of countless war drums, divine weapons clashing, and void battles all infused into the melody.
The battlefield's brutal reality was vividly portrayed, stirring the minds of those who listened.
