Power Play
Redakteur: Fish_Creek
The moment his voice trailed off, thousand music notes began to play and strummed on everyone's heart strings.
Ding… Ding…
Ling Xian's hands plucked at the Zither strings as his white robe floated in the wind. Invisible sound waves rolled out of him and rose as high as ocean waves. The waves were filled with the power to kill.
Immediately, everyone's face darkened. They remembered the rumors about Ling Xian possessing the Eyes of Execution, and they listened intently to this song. They all guessed the origin of the song and their eyes flashed with shock.
Who hadn't heard of the Song of the Crouching Dragon? Though it hadn't appeared in 12,000 years, the song was still carved in everyone's heart.