Across the frozen, rule-bound Star Orbit, a single, ancient zither note pierced the void. The liquid Dao Patterns flowing beneath Lin Moyu's feet suddenly condensed into sharp, jagged thorns, and seven brightly colored, bizarre-looking sound wheels sliced through space along the rhythm's trajectory. The crimson wheel spat out viscous Infatuation Flame, the blue wheel poured down bone-chilling Hatred Snow, and the purple wheel lashed with three thousand Desiring Threads.
Lin Moyu gently tapped the spatial barrier with his finger, causing 120,000 prism matrices to appear in response. Yet what the mirror surfaces reflected was not the sound wheels themselves, but the chains of emotional laws intertwined deep within the melody! When the crimson flame touched the mirror surfaces, it burned even more fiercely, yet split into billions of tiny threads of light that pierced through the defense—and at the end of every light thread was tethered a certain sealed memory of infatuated delusion deep within Lin Moyu's Sea of Consciousness!
"Lead the seven emotions to incinerate the Dao Foundation." Where the zither music rolled wave upon wave, a figure in plain white gauze emerged behind the sound wheels. She walked step by step closer over the frozen hatred snow, a vertical pupil revolving at the center of her brow like a colorful vortex of emotions: "Hearing the Chord Sect, Yun Wuxin."
Chapter 170