All the spectators on the three viewing platforms in the square were silent at this moment. The sound of the drum reverberated in all directions. It contained a sense of sorrow and sorrow, and it seeped into the hearts of the spectators, evoking memories that were like the autumn wind and the falling leaves.
Everyone in the square, including the demon generals, silently pondered.
A kind of sublimation of domain was like a trickle flowing through the hearts of people and into the depths of their souls.
Wang Lin's hand was still on the demon drum. This sound of the drum transmitted his dao to the heavens and earth.
The scenes of him meeting Li Muwan … The loneliness of cultivating for 700 years … The 100 years of being together in the illusion at the Heavenly Fate Sect … The decline of walking the streets of the Demon Spirit Land … All of this stopped when he heard the zither music coming from the boat!
The zither music entered his ears and stayed there for several months. It cleansed his heart and sublimated his dao.
The zither music of the woman playing the zither and the sound of the drum fused together at this moment.
With Wang Lin's heart as a bridge, it resonated. With his hand beating the drum, he transmitted the sadness that had been hidden in the depths of Wang Lin's heart ever since Li Muwan left.
The sound of the drum echoed out in the square. The people in the area were silent, and some even began to shed tears. They were affected by the sound of the drum, and were immersed in a world of their own hearts. Memories of the past floated up in their hearts.
Every single person had their own story. This story was buried in the depths of their hearts. However, there was a power that could bring out the story buried in the depths of their hearts. This power was the might of resonance.
At this moment, while Wang Lin was beating the drum, he transmitted everything he had comprehended from the zither music.
Among the demon generals, Mo Lihai's eyes were filled with memories. Not only him, but even Shi Xiao's eyes contained a hint of sadness.
Only one person was an exception, and that person was Mo Fei. His expression was calm. This calmness could even be considered indifference.
It was as if the sadness in the sound of the drum didn't resonate with him at all.
It was unknown when the drumming stopped, but it continued for a long time before people woke up one after another.
Aside from the Daemon Commanders and a few others, most of them were shocked the moment they regained their senses. The moment they regained their senses, they discovered that their faces were already covered in tears.
The Xuan Vice Commander stared blankly at Wang Lin, who was standing next to the demon drum. He sighed softly and the complicated expression in his eyes gradually disappeared. What replaced it was admiration!
"The sound of the drum transmitted his thoughts … Perhaps he is the one that Her Majesty the Demon God has been waiting for for countless years … In this sound of the drum, my cultivation that has been stagnant for a long time actually loosened …"
Among the Demon Commanders, apart from the Heavenly Commander, the others all looked at Wang Lin with different gazes. However, there was one thing in common — astonishment!
No one here knew better than them the meaning behind the sound of the drum!
This was a kind of realm!
The Heaven General's gaze was like lightning as he looked at Wang Lin in the distance. The turbidity in his eyes had long disappeared.
"His name is Wang Lin …"
Wang Lin gently raised his right hand and looked around. At this moment, he was the focus of everyone's attention.
His gaze landed on the golden-armored man.
The golden-armored man's expression was no longer gloomy. Instead, it was pale. He stared at Wang Lin in a daze and was speechless for a long time. The cultivator before him had given him too much shock today!
His expression didn't change at all after the first five beats. His body was like a towering mountain, but after the third beat, he caught up to Mo Fei!
After the ninth and tenth beat echoed, Wang Lin's body was forced back by the tenth beat.
In his eyes, he had thought that this was the end. However, at this moment, he realized that this was just the beginning!
The eleventh beat sounded while he was still in shock!
If the sound of the drum was the same as the previous ten beats, he wouldn't have been so shocked. However, the eleventh beat was transmitted through the drum. The golden-armored man knew that he couldn't achieve this realm!
This had nothing to do with cultivation, but a kind of realm!
A realm, a sublimation of the soul!
Everything that had happened today was unforgettable for the golden-armored man. At this moment, he felt like he didn't want to meet Wang Lin's gaze. This feeling was very strong.
"Fifteen beats, and you broke an arm, right?"
Wang Lin softly said. His voice wasn't loud, but at this moment, everyone heard it clearly.
The golden-armored man's scalp went numb. He would rather go up and fight Wang Lin directly. He would rather not use any powerful spells to fight Wang Lin than face this question that was still lingering after the sound from the drum passed through.
Wang Lin didn't give the golden-armored man time to reply. He withdrew his gaze and scanned the spectator stands for the first time. The faces of the spectators appeared in his eyes, and they all chose to avoid his gaze.
Among the vice commanders, the Sky, Dark, Yellow, Universe, Eternity, and Desolate all avoided Wang Lin's gaze. Only one person's eyes were clear, and they met Wang Lin's gaze.
This person was the Xuan Vice Commander. His eyes were clear, and when he looked at Wang Lin, he revealed a hint of regret. He raised his hands and clasped his hands at Wang Lin!
Wang Lin nodded slightly and shifted his gaze. This time, he looked at the eight demon commanders. When his gaze swept past them, they all looked back at him. It was as if they could see many differences in each other's gazes.
The moment Wang Lin looked at him, the Heaven Commander-in-Chief spoke for the first time.
"Wang Lin, I'll remember your name!"
The demon generals all avoided Wang Lin's gaze. However, Shi Xiao let out a low roar and forced himself not to look away. His gaze met Wang Lin's.
A hint of battle intent appeared in his eyes. However, this battle intent was completely ignored by Wang Lin the moment he shifted his gaze.
Wang Lin's gaze finally stopped on Mo Fei!
Mo Fei's expression remained cold as he stared coldly at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes. His right hand gently pressed down on the Demon Drum. Beating the drum was no longer his goal!
Just now, when the Dao of the Demon Drum was being transmitted, Wang Lin felt the call of Ascendant for the first time in his life!
He was touching the border of Ascendant!
"I'm going to reach the Ascendant stage!!" Wang Lin's eyes didn't open, but at this moment, he gave off a powerful sense of confidence!
His right hand was placed on the Demon Drum.
"Dong …. Dong …." His right hand didn't move, but the sound suddenly echoed out!
It turned into Thunder that descended upon the earth!
The sound of the drum was filled with sorrow, and each sound was stronger than the one before. The sound of the drum caused the sound of Thunder to also contain sorrow.
"Just a little bit more …" Wang Lin softly said. In the next instant, the sound of the Demon Drum echoed out once more!
However, the sound of the Demon Drum rang out twice in a row. As soon as his voice fell, the Demon Drum rang out three times!
The twelfth, Shi San, and the fourteenth sound of the drum shook the heavens and earth!
The sound of the drum fused together to form an impact that was several times stronger than before. It flowed through the Demon Drum, through Wang Lin's right hand, and directly into his body.
At this moment, almost everyone heard a sound. It was a series of popping sounds coming from within Wang Lin's body. This sound was crisp and couldn't compare to the sounds of nature. However, when it entered the ears of everyone, they felt a sense of comfort that came from their bones.
Drops of black liquid flowed out from all the pores on Wang Lin's body.
"Marrow Cleansing!" The Heaven Commander-in-Chief's eyes lit up with admiration that had never been seen before!
"This is true marrow cleansing. The previous time was only a superficial cleansing!"
The other commander-in-chiefs looked at Wang Lin with envy in their eyes.
No one understood better than them why the Demon Drum was second only to the Dragon Lake in the Sky Demon Country!
Inside the Dragon Lake was the spirit of an ancient demon. It was the lord of the heavens and earth!
As for the Demon Drum, it was made from the skin of an ancient demon and contained the power of an ancient demon. Rumor has it that the ancient demon emperors of the Sky Demon Country used their inheritance to sound the Demon Drum and extract the power of an ancient demon to protect the glory of the Sky Demon Country!
Using the power of an ancient demon to cleanse one's marrow was something only the imperial clans of the Sky Demon Country had. Outsiders could only be granted the chance to cleanse their marrow unless they had made a great contribution.
Every commander-in-chief would be given a chance to sound the Demon Drum before they took office. The reward for this was marrow cleansing.
However, whether or not they could cleanse their marrow depended on their cultivation level.
The three sounds from the drum turned into a powerful impact that moved through Wang Lin's body like crazy. It cleansed his body that already had almost no impurities.
"14 times …" The golden-armored man's face became even more pale.
Aside from the golden-armored man, everyone else seemed to have forgotten about this matter. They were immersed in the feeling of the sound entering their ears and the shockwaves inside their bodies.
This was the sound of marrow cleansing!
When a person is undergoing marrow cleansing, the sound coming from their body will cause shockwaves inside the listener's body that are weaker than the sound of marrow cleansing.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and all the impurities in his body were cleansed by the sound of the drum. At this moment, he had the illusion that his body was going to be sucked into the sky. He looked at the Demon Drum with clear eyes.
"I, Wang Lin, have cultivated for 700 years and my comprehension has reached perfection, but I haven't reached the Ascendant stage. I know the reason why I haven't reached the Ascendant stage.
"Ascendant … Although my comprehension is in the human body, my Dao heart is not perfect. It turns out that … in the depths of my heart, there has always been a trace of sadness, a trace of injury, a trace of a seal … When Li Muwan died, my comprehension of my comprehension increased, and my human body … But Wan Er became a trace of my obsession … That's why when I heard the sound of the woman playing the zither, I felt sadness and resonance … If I listened to the zither music for 100 years and waited for the woman to grow old and die, then I would be completely enlightened. The sadness in my heart would disappear along with the sound of the zither music … Only a mark would be left in my soul … But today, with the help of this drum, in a short period of time, I felt like I had experienced the passage of 100 years. I fused all of my sadness into the drum, and when there is no more sadness in my heart, my Dao heart will be perfect and I will reach the Ascendant stage …" Wang Lin raised his right hand and gently pressed down. The moment his hand fell, all of his sadness and longing for Li Muwan surged out and pressed down on the Demon Drum.
"But doing this is the same as choosing to forget … Am I really going to forget …" Wang Lin's hand trembled.
Due to some special circumstances, the update is late. Everyone, please forgive me.