The sun rose into the sky, lighting up the night, illuminating the Spiritsound forbidden ground, filling everything with brightness and heat. Though it was not the same as a real sun, and could not nourish all living beings in Revered Ancient, as far as this forbidden ground was concerned, the rising sun that was Xu Qing was more than enough to suppress everything that was within his gaze.1

Within that gaze was the forbidden ground, which was currently rumbling loudly. And the river water within it was seething violently. Overhead, the dome of heaven rippled and distorted, all while the ground underfoot blurred dramatically.0

The moment the sun rose, Xu Qing was the lord of this place. The mutagen native to the Spiritsound forbidden ground tried to struggle. Fluctuations rolled out, and endless howls filled the air, including those from the marionette with the broken flute.0

The marionette tumbled backward, eyes full of madness, shrieking and howling in defiance. He wanted to fight back, but the light from the immense sun made that completely impossible. At that critical moment, he put the broken flute to his mouth and blew, causing an ear-piercing sound to pierce through the air. That was his attempt to fight Xu Qing.0

It was somewhat effective in dimming the light of the sun. However, it only lasted for an instant before everything went back to normal. And all that was left behind was despair. The marionette’s mind was muddled, but right now, he gained a moment of clarity, and his face became a mask of bitterness. He knew that his success came from this forbidden...0