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"Clouds drift above the ethereal mountains, where palace feathers appear. In the green bamboo forest, the heart finds peace.♪"
Who's singing? Why does it sound so unpleasant? It hovers between being off-key and not, which creates a grating dissonance that makes it difficult to listen.
Wang Sheng tried to open his eyes, only to find himself in complete darkness. Following the direction of the voice, he looked up and found a lake above him. He felt as if he were upside down, head toward the ground and feet pointing skyward.
A small boat floated on the lake. At its bow stood a man in a fine silk robe, his face hidden from view.
A name rose inexplicably in Wang Sheng's heart: Ziwei.
He struggled to twist himself upright, desperate to get a clear look at the man who had created the Heavenly Ziwei Sword Art. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he remained suspended upside down above the water.
As the lake began to sink into darkness, the man seemingly noticed Wang Sheng. Hands clasped behind his back, he tilted his head up, a faint smile gracing his blurred face.
His lips moved slowly. Wang Sheng didn't hear anything, yet what the man had said reached his mind. Having long grown accustomed to telepathically communicating...
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