**Xiling Mission's Abode:** Within the elegant qin room, the scent of sandalwood lingered. Xiling's chief musician, the "Qin Sage" Liu Wufeng, closed his eyes in deep concentration, his fingertips gently caressing a guqin known as the "Jiaowei Raoliang." This qin is crafted from phoenix wood struck by lightning a thousand years ago, its strings a blend of ice silk and gold essence. Its clear, ethereal sound is said to linger in the air for three days. Liu Wufeng adjusted his breathing, channeling pure spiritual energy into his fingertips, preparing to pluck the thinnest, highest-register "Heavenly String," unleashing the most penetrating phoenix cry from "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix"! With a graceful stroke of spiritual energy, his fingertips gathered spiritual energy!
"Zheng-hum!"
As soon as the zither's sound began, it suddenly changed its pitch! The celestial string, as if ripped by an invisible force, emitted a piercing, deafening wail! Then, with a crisp, "bang!" the priceless celestial string snapped! The broken string lashed across the back of Liu Wufeng's hand like a whip, leaving a bloody mark! Even more terrifying, the sound of the broken string seemed to carry some strange magical power, instantly triggering the energy of the lightning-struck wood within the zither!
"Crack!" A tiny, uncontrolled arc of electricity shot out from the end of the piano and accurately hit an exquisite porcelain vase with a peacock feather inserted in it next to it!
"Crash!" The porcelain vase exploded, and the peacock feathers burned and smoked! "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" turned into "A Hundred Birds Startled to Take Flight"!
Liu Wufeng looked at the broken-stringed Jiaoweiqin and the mess on the ground, his face as pale as paper and his fingers trembling.
**Southern Xinjiang Mission Bamboo House:** The bamboo house was filled with the delicate fragrance of plants and trees. The Southern Xinjiang shaman, "Grandma Gu Yin," carefully presented an ancient clay xun. While seemingly ordinary, the xun was crafted from a unique "Mingyin Gu Mud" found deep within the sacred Southern Xinjiang site, the "Ten Thousand Gu Caves." Within, hundreds of "Resonating Gu Insects" were sealed. When played, the insects resonated, producing a magical sound that pierced the soul and stirred all emotions. Grandma Gu Yin took a deep breath, brought her wrinkled lips to the mouth of the xun, and, energizing her dantian, prepared to unleash the first, deep, long note of "Ten Thousand Gu Tide"! Air flowed into the xun!
“Woo--poo!”
As the xiao began to play, it felt like being strangled! A chaotic, sharp sound wave erupted from within the xiao! Immediately afterwards, a series of dense explosions echoed from within the xiao! Hundreds of resonating poisonous insects, under the sudden and chaotic impact of the sound waves, were like beans thrown into boiling oil, instantly exploding! Sticky, colorful poisonous insect fluids mixed with shattered internal organs violently spurted out from every tone hole of the xiao!
"Ah!" Granny Gu Yin was sprayed with Gu insect fluid all over her face and body, the stench overwhelming! The clay flute in her hand also cracked into pieces with a "crack" due to the excessive internal pressure! "The Rise of Ten Thousand Gu" instantly turned into "The Explosion of Ten Thousand Gu"!
Grandma Guyin looked at the broken clay flute in her hand and the stench all over her body and let out a shrill scream.
**Donghuang Palace Music House:** To demonstrate the grandeur of a great nation, Donghuang has prepared a set of eighty-one jade chimes, the "Nine Shao Jade Chimes Formation." Carved from the finest spiritual jade, these chimes are arranged in the pattern of the celestial constellations. Eighty-one highly accomplished musicians strike them simultaneously, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to produce a sacred sound that cleanses the soul. The rehearsal hall is filled with solemnity. The chief musician raises his jade mallet high, sinking his energy into his dantian, ready to give the start signal. All the musicians hold their breath, their mallets raised high.
Just one ten-thousandth of a second before the command was issued!
“Buzz!”
An invisible, extremely sharp shock wave swept across!
"Ding-dang-dang... snap! snap! snap!"
Like a falling domino! Starting with the main chime in front of the chief musician, the eighty-one jade chimes were struck simultaneously as if by invisible hammers! The clear and melodious chimes were instantly drowned out by the teeth-aching, dense crackling of jade artifacts! Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the priceless jade chimes, like fragile colored glass, crumbled and shattered one after another! Jade dust flew everywhere, like a precious jade rain!
The eighty-one musicians held their jade hammers, frozen in place, like eighty-one jade sculptures, their faces showing a unified expression of extreme confusion and fear.
Almost simultaneously, the four diplomatic missions' headquarters fell into a deathly silence. Then, there were uncontrollable cries of surprise, roars of anger, sobs, and the echoing sound of shattering objects! This "heavenly gift," meticulously prepared for months and imbued with countless hopes and national prestige, inexplicably and collectively self-destructed on the eve of its debut!
"Demonic sound! It's the Chaos Demonic Sound!" A terrified voice with a crying tone sounded first from an unknown mission's base, like a spark thrown into boiling oil!
**Section 1: Demonic Sound Stigma and the Anti-Demon Industry**
The news that "His Highness Zero from the General's Mansion uttered the devilish sound of chaos, shattering the heavenly treasures of the four countries!" spread like wildfire in the royal city, and its degree of horror far exceeded the previous auspicious storm!
This time, the "victims" were a group of musicians representing the pinnacle of cultural art from around the world! A school with a unique musical heritage! And pretentious princes and nobles! Their anger, fear, and incitement instantly cloaked the rumors in the tragic guise of "artistic destruction" and "civilizational catastrophe," multiplying their destructive power!
Rumors quickly deteriorate as they ferment:
**"It was more than just shattering instruments! My cousin, working at the post station, heard it firsthand! The devilish sound shook his mind and nearly drove him crazy!"**
**"Master Liu, the zither master, was devoured by the evil sound, and his zither heart was shattered! From then on, he sealed his zither and retired!"**
**"The Southern Xinjiang Gu Yin Granny is even worse off! Her natal Gu Yin Xun was destroyed, and she was sprayed with Gu insect pus and blood, and her foundation of Taoism was damaged!"**
**"Then His Highness Ling...Is he the reincarnation of the ancient sound demon? Who takes pleasure in destroying the beautiful music in the world?"**
**"What she hummed wasn't a song at all! It was the prelude to world destruction! It was the curse of chaos!"**
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