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Chapter 2034 Dance of Death
Duanmu Yan squinted, rested her chin on her right hand, and fell into deep thought!
The evil arts and techniques of the Demonic Cult are vast and numerous, but the most alluring ones are undoubtedly a few major demonic techniques, among which the "Dao Embryo Demon Seed Great Technique" is the most famous. The Demon Lord relied on this technique to change his ways and enter the Dao from the demonic path!

Secondly, the most famous are the signature skills of the Four Demonic Generals!

The White Bone General's "Still Water Divine Skill": "Who is it that your heart is as still as water? Even in the darkest of times, the rooster crows incessantly."

A mind as still as water, beyond birth and death.

There's also the "Extinction Demon Art" practiced by the Corpse-Controlling General, which looks very powerful, but what the world fears and is wary of is the "Corpse-Controlling Technique"! One can control thousands of corpses to form an army of living corpses, and the other can drive hundreds of skeletons to form a legion of white bones. Together with the Demon Eye Raven King's army of demonic crows and the Dragon-Taming Saintess's army of demonic beasts, they are known as the four great undead legions of the Demonic Sect!
They are not subject to reincarnation, and are immortal and indestructible!
Furthermore, the "Destroying God Technique" and the "Soul-Stealing Technique" are known as the two major evil arts of the Demonic Sect. The "Destroying God Technique" focuses on destroying the opponent's mental defenses, that is, attacking the mind. Once the opponent's mind is relaxed, it will take advantage of the situation and manipulate the opponent's true energy to become disordered and out of control until the true energy expands beyond the limit of tolerance, the meridians burst and the opponent dies!

While the "Soul-Stealing Technique" also focuses on attacking the mind, it specifically absorbs the enemy's internal energy, harming others without benefiting oneself. It simply consumes the opponent's internal energy and wastes it away until the opponent is exhausted and dies!

The "Moon-Absorbing and Star-Devouring Technique" is nothing short of a self-serving act that harms others! It specifically absorbs the enemy's internal energy for its own use!

Other evil arts and spells are also quite powerful, but they are not well-known.

Just like Duanmu Yan's "Divine Skill of Visiting the Immortals," once unleashed, it can create five separate beings to visit the Immortals, increasing its power fivefold—its power is astonishing! However, the martial arts world of the Central Plains is most wary of the White Bone Commander and the Corpse-Controlling General! No one is wary of Duanmu Yan!

Because the "combat power" of the White Bone Commander and the Corpse General has no upper limit!
They can control thousands upon thousands of corpses to act as undead masters! Their manpower is abundant and inexhaustible!
Moreover, those dead people retain their combat power from when they were alive! If they had the combat power of the ninth realm when they were alive, the living corpses they refine after death will still have the combat power of the ninth realm! The terror of the Demonic Sect lies in the fact that the martial arts world of the Central Plains can only make use of the living, while the Demonic Sect can not only make use of the living, but also make use of the dead!
Leading an army of dead whose fighting strength reached the ninth realm in life, and whose fighting strength after death is even greater than before, who wouldn't be afraid?
Duanmu Yan muttered to herself: "The Corpse Control Technique has always been kept in the Demon Sect's headquarters. No one from Yedi Zhai, Qunmo Island, or Da Guangming Temple has ever had the chance to see its true form. So where did Xiong Mengyan get it from?"
The zither resounded!
A corpse slowly stood up!
The sound of the zither, the Shang string, rang out!
Another corpse got up!
In an instant, many dead people stood up!
Everyone had empty, lifeless eyes and a deathly aura!
Even the experienced Duanmu Yan felt a chill run down his spine! He had killed countless people, but this was the first time he had ever witnessed a dead person "coming back to life"—it was simply unbelievable!

Wang Sheng's hands were naturally not without bloodshed; he had killed countless people. Yet, looking at the hellish scene before him, he couldn't help but shudder, especially since some of the dead had actually risen again! It was utterly unbelievable and inconceivable!

Qin Nu Diewu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Miss, you have mastered your divine skill!"

Xiong Mengyan said with seductive eyes, "Impressive, isn't it?"

Qin Nu Shiyin immediately clapped and laughed, "Amazing!"

Xiong Mengyan's fingers flew across the strings, plucking them. Suddenly, she playfully plucked a feather string, and with a sharp sound, the dozen or so corpses that had already stood up simultaneously raised their left legs!
A hint of excitement immediately appeared in Xiong Mengyan's eyes! Her attempt had succeeded!
Butterfly Dance and Poetry Sound jumped for joy at the same time: "Wow! This is so interesting! It's moving!"

Xiong Mengyan plucked another string, and with a clang, the group of corpses simultaneously stepped forward with their right legs!

"Ah—it moved! It moved!" the two little girls screamed excitedly!
Wang Sheng walked around to Duanmu Yan's side, touching his nose: "Brother Duanmu, I know nothing about music. Why do you think those people or corpses could move when Mengyan plucked a string?"

Duanmu Yan said: "The Book of Music says: All sounds originate from the human heart. The movement of the human heart is caused by external things. Moved by external things, it takes shape in sound. Sounds respond to each other, so they change; when they change, they form a pattern, which is called music."

Wang Sheng shook his head: "I don't understand!"

"The human heart responds to things and produces sound; the sound waves interact and change to form rhythms, ultimately achieving harmony."

Wang Sheng was still completely confused. "I still don't understand!"

Duanmu Yan was not in a hurry and said again, "Heaven and earth are in harmony, and all things resonate in harmony!"

Wang Sheng paused, seemingly lost in thought: "Heaven and earth are in harmony, all things resonate in accord? I think I understand a little, but I still don't quite understand!"

Duanmu Yan said, "There is a line in the 'Liezi: Tang Wen': 'Xue Tan sings, like jade fragments scattered in the frost-covered forest.'"

"speak English!"

"Ah, here's another one. Xue Tan became Qin Qing's apprentice to learn singing, which is a kind of high-pitched singing method from ancient times. Before he mastered it, he returned home arrogantly. Qin Qing saw him off to the countryside and sang a sad song on his instrument—his voice shook the trees and stopped the clouds! At first, the sound was like a clear spring gurgling over stones, but it gradually became more intense and pierced the sky! The sound waves touched the pines and cypresses in the mountains, and thousands of frosty leaves trembled in unison. Then, the needles seemed to be hit hard, crackling and exploding in all directions like rain! The clouds that were gathering were actually stopped and suspended by the sound waves, and the sky was frozen! Then Xue Tan was so shocked that he fell to the ground—only then did he realize that his master had not taught him the ultimate technique because his own body and lungs had not been tempered to be in sync with the mountain winds and pine waves. Forcing him to learn it would only lead to the rupture of his meridians!"

"Same frequency?"

"Good! You've finally grasped the key point!" "What is 'synchronous frequency'?"

"It can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words! Let me tell you another story, from the Miscellaneous Morsels from Youyang, called Lu Ju Tuning the Qin, Startling the Strings in the Next Room."

"A shocking discovery in the next room? I think I touched something!"

"The story goes that during the Zhou Dynasty, there was a musician named Lu Ju who secluded himself to tune two paulownia wood zithers in secret chambers on the east and west sides. When he was tuning them, he discovered a strange phenomenon: when he plucked the Gong string in the east chamber, the Gong string in the west chamber would also vibrate! It was as if it were being plucked by an invisible hand!"
Even more strangely, Lu immediately took a small string and tuned it to match the Huangzhong pitch, then hung it beside the large bell. Before the bell was struck, the small string suddenly trembled wildly like a dancing snake! All the bronze vessels in the room resonated and groaned, and the earthenware pots shattered as if struck by a heavy hammer!

Lu burst into laughter, saying, "Musical tones call to each other, and metal and stone resonate in unison! This is the frequency of the Way of Heaven!"

Wang Sheng's eyes flashed. "I understand! Everything in the universe has its own frequency, and two things with the same frequency will influence each other, right? That's all I can understand!"

Duanmu Yan said, "Congratulations, Young Master Wang, you got it right!"

Wang Sheng's brows furrowed slightly. "Do you think the Demonic Sect's Corpse Control Technique might be related to this frequency?"

Duanmu Yan was taken aback, then her eyes showed admiration. "I didn't expect you to connect the dots so quickly! I'm impressed!"

Xiong Mengyan adjusted the palace string, and more than a dozen corpses simultaneously raised their left hands. The two little girls, Shiyin and Diewu, followed suit and raised their left hands. The two girls looked at each other and smiled!
Then Shang Xian—raised his right hand!

Horned String—Raise your head!
The zither string—bowing down!
Yu Xian—Step back!

Wenxian—Turn left!

Wu Xian—Turn right!

Then Xiong Mengyan suddenly had a brilliant idea and adjusted the melody again. A song called "Bamboo Branch Song" suddenly rang out, and the group of corpses began to dance simple steps in unison—stepping forward and backward lightly on their toes, making the shape of willow branches with their hands! And then they kept repeating it!

Shiyin and Diewu looked at each other, then imitated each other in unison. After exchanging glances, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Xiong Mengyan was infected by their laughter and joined in. The three of them had a great time!
Seeing Xiong Mengyan's radiant smile, even Duanmu Yan's perpetually cold and aloof face softened!
Miss Xiong had just lost her father and hadn't yet emerged from the mire of grief. She hadn't smiled much these past few days, and even when she heard the news that Feng Jiuxiao was going to the mountain, she didn't show a smile. But now, although the scene was somewhat bloody and terrifying, it was rare for her to smile so happily, like a little girl finally wearing the new flowery dress she had been longing for during the New Year. That moment was the happiest moment for a little girl.

Now, Xiong Mengyan smiles like an innocent and carefree little girl!
Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, that smile stole the color from heaven and earth!
At this moment, in Duanmu Yan's eyes, the only thing in the entire world was that snow-white robe!

He wouldn't have any pity on these corpses!

Adults must be responsible for their own actions! Every path is one they choose and walk themselves! Dying here is no different from dying anywhere else! Because the path of the martial world is a one-way street; death is inevitable sooner or later! The only difference is who kills you!

When an avalanche occurs, which snowflake dares to claim innocence?
Therefore, when he watched Xiong Mengyan use the Seven Absolute Demon Harp to make these corpses dance, he felt no sympathy or pity, only joy!
What could be more joyful than seeing your loved one happy?

Duanmu Yan even followed the steps of the dancing corpse and started dancing a simple dance!

Wang Sheng shook his head.

Seeing the dozens of experts still fighting amongst themselves, now that Xiong Mengyan was no longer deliberately controlling them, they suddenly came to their senses and their movements gradually slowed down. Only then did they carefully examine the person in front of them!
Covered in blood and with his face smeared with it, he looked as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood, making it impossible to recognize who he was. At the same time, he belatedly realized that he was in excruciating pain all over his body, and then he realized that he was just like everyone else, covered in wounds!
They slowly turned their gaze to Xiong Mengyan, but the music suddenly changed, and the dozens of people froze for a moment, then all started dancing along with the corpse!
Wang Sheng knew that regardless of whether these people had danced before, this was the last dance of their lives! The moment the music ended would be the moment of their death!

Dance of Death!

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