The melody drifted between sorrow and delight, shifting without warning. At times it flowed with quiet restraint; at others, it surged with passion and inspiration.0

Everyone's emotions rose and fell alongside the music. Even the spirit immortals found themselves immersed within its influence, their states of mind subtly changing with every transition of the melody.0

The world before Liu Wuxie slowly blurred. It felt as though countless unseen tendrils stretched through the air, brushing gently across the space around him. In the haze, he seemed to see his mother beckoning to him while his father watched with a warm and benevolent smile.0

Suddenly, the Heavenly Dao Book trembled. Every illusion before him shattered and vanished in an instant, restoring clarity to his surroundings. Yet this had only been the opening movement of the composition. The fact that it could weave such a terrifying illusion from merely its first section made Wuxie frown.0

The old man and the young man continued playing their zithers, their fingers moving half a beat quicker than before.0

Then the melody transformed. Boundless killing intent burst forth from every direction. The cultivators ensnared within the musical illusion began flailing their arms wildly, releasing dazzling bursts of light in all directions. In their eyes, ferocious monsters emerged one after another, lunging...0