The Qinglian Song was once the most iconic high-level skill of the Wei Kingdom's Qinglian Sect.
The Qinglian Sect leader practiced a wood attribute cultivation technique, but their magic style was a rare specialty focusing on the path of music, leaving a deep impression on Zhang Yao.
But it's been sixty to seventy years since the destruction of the Qinglian Sect.
Zhang Yao never imagined, after so many years, while heading to the desolate zone of Da Li, he would encounter remnants of the Qinglian Sect.
"What on earth is going on?"
Thoughts rapidly flashed in his mind.
Judging by age, Chen Qingju would have been at most a teenager, maybe even only a few years old, when the Qinglian Sect was destroyed.
If she truly is a remnant of the Qinglian Sect, living a life on the run and in hiding yet advancing to Qi Refining Perfection, it's truly incredible.
Not only that—
