A Heroic Death

As Elder Qin played the guqin in the air, a terrible music storm enveloped the vast space, soaring toward the coming army. Seeing him so, Minister Hua sneered. His senior was walking toward a dead end.

"You keep chasing. I'll deal with him," said Minister Hua. He moved towards Elder Qin, walking into the horrible music storm step-by-step. It was difficult for Elder Qin's music to continue rising. It had probably reached the limit.

Elder Qin didn't care and continued to play. The music storm swept the sky. Soon, the guqin transformed from the life spirit flew out of Elder Qin's hand.

However, something amazing happened. The guqin that floated in the air was still being played as if it was playing by itself. Beams of illusory light projected from Elder Qin. Each beam seemed to be his phantom, constantly blending in with the Guqin Spirit.