subtle gold edging. It exudes understated luxury and profound meaning.Seven strings, each a fiery red crystal, shimmered and shone with breathtaking brilliance."It was actually a guitar." Jun Xiaoyao...From the very beginning, the Fallen Feather Holy Child arrived in Baiwang City.

No one could have predicted this situation.

Among the thoughts of these earth-born creatures, the most likely scenario is that the Fallen Feather Holy Son crushes Jun Xiaoyao.

At the very least, it can still maintain an advantage.

After all, the prestige of Ten Xiaowang has been deeply ingrained in the minds of every creature born from the burial grounds.

Ten Xiao Wang represents unparalleled talent and unmatched strength.

But now, reality slapped the Burial Spirit hard.

As it turns out, the so-called invincibility of talent is only relative.maller than dust.Complete silence!Jiang Shengyi's slender figure was graceful, her snow-white attire billowed in the wind, and her long black hair danced freely. She possessed the beauty of a celestia...