The voice was filled with an indescribable hatred.
Although it was only a feeling that came from the song, it seemed to be able to affect reality. At that moment, the entire area was filled with an intense pressure. It was as if the air had become viscous, making it difficult for people to even breathe. In fact, they could not help but imagine the most terrifying scenes they had ever seen in their lives.
Even the mountain range in the area became translucent once again, and some distortions even appeared. It was as if the entire area had been changed, and it seemed to have turned into the shape of a stage.
The main character of the stage was the green-robed woman who was slowly walking over. She was bleeding from her seven orifices, her eyes were filled with venom, and her voice was filled with hatred. As for the other Cultivators from Listening Desire City beside her, they all had solemn expressions on their faces as they tried their best to cooperate with the music that was spreading out in order to embellish the scene even more.
At the same time, the Relocation Arrays in the villages of the Bliss Branch at the foot of the mountain that were about to be Transferred away were also affected. The figures of the Cultivators inside the Relocation Arrays had already become blurry, but the song seemed to have turned into an invisible hand that grabbed them, as if it wanted to drag them back from the Relocation Arrays.
In fact, the figures of quite a few Cultivators from the Bliss Branch could already be seen slowly becoming clearer. It seemed that it would not be long before they were truly Transferred Away in the reverse direction.
At the same time, all the vegetation in the stage that had turned into a stage instantly withered, and the will of death enveloped the entire area.
It was as if this was a stage that should not exist in the world of the living, and the opera on it should not be something that the living should be able to listen to.
This scene caused Wang Baole to narrow his eyes. A brilliant light gathered in his pupils, but a smile appeared on his face.
That smile was filled with sunshine, and it contained a positive attitude towards life, as well as an optimism towards life. It formed a contagious force that affected the area. The vegetation on the mountain he was on instantly recovered from their previous withered state and spread out to fight against the stage formed by the woman.
Joy came from the smile, from the heart, and spread out in all directions.
This was the law of the Dao of Bliss. Joy, happiness, carefree, simple, yet not pure.
This kind of simplicity was because everyone possessed it. This kind of complexity was because although everyone possessed it, as time passed, as one experienced more, the joy seemed to slowly diminish.
In comparison, when one was a child, their smile was the most genuine. It was the source of the Laws of Happiness that was most in line with the Dao of Happiness. At this moment, Wang Baole looked like a child who was listening to a play. His smile was sincere and he didn't conceal his joy at all.
Just like that, unknowingly, the green-robed lady slowly came to a halt. Finally, she stood a few thousand feet away from Wang Baole. Her figure, which was as tall as a mountain peak, seemed to be unable to take another step forward. The expression under her black hair was contorted, and she seemed to be struggling.
As for the other Cultivators from Listening City, although they were doing their best to play the accompaniment, Wang Baole's smile and joy caused them to be unable to stop themselves from being influenced. Gradually, they recovered from the state of musical notes and smiled. As they smiled, they seemed to lose all of their strength and began to fall from the sky.
After falling to the ground, he remained motionless. Only a smile and satisfaction still hung on his face.
Seeing this, Wang Baole fell into deep thought.
Looking from afar, the scene in the heavens and earth was extremely bizarre. The illusory stage formed by the mountain range and the forest seemed to have been split into two parts. The green-robed woman and Wang Baole were the core of the two parts.
Their confrontation caused the surroundings to constantly distort. However, although the green-robed woman's voice was strange, her cultivation was far inferior to Wang Baole's.
If it wasn't for the fact that Wang Baole didn't want to use any of the Laws of the outside world, or more accurately, he didn't want to use any of his own strength and only relied on the Dao of Happiness that he had comprehended over the past few months, it would have been easy to kill this green-robed woman.
Therefore, from the result, it was clear that the cultivators of Listening Desire City around the green-robed woman died one after another with smiles on their faces. However, the village behind Wang Baole began to teleport again. The figures that had been affected previously also began to blur again.
Seeing that the teleportation was about to end, the green-robed woman who had been stopped in her tracks by Wang Baole's Dao of Happiness suddenly sighed softly. What followed the sigh wasn't just the lyrics of the song, but also the explosion of the music.
All of the pressure and venomous hatred from before seemed to erupt in response to that soft sigh, and the music surged. It was as if the climax of a song had suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye.
"What should come, won't come …"
"What should be here, won't come …"
"What should be loved, won't be loved …"
The eruption of the resentment caused the illusory stage formed by the surrounding mountains to solidify. It was as if a real stage had descended. Illusory figures appeared around the green-robed woman, who began to dance gracefully. At the same time, the green-robed woman once again began to walk toward Wang Baole.
It was bizarre to the extreme, and shocking to the core.
Everywhere it passed, the sky lost its color, and the land withered.
Everywhere it was heard, hearts trembled, and life slipped away.
Wang Baole sat cross-legged on the mountaintop, the joy around him fading. The smile on his face didn't change, but the sigh lingered in his heart for a long time. Eventually, the image of a wedding dress appeared in his mind.
"Music is born from the heart …. Perhaps the name of this song is the wedding dress." Wang Baole shook his head and rose to his feet. He didn't intend to stay here any longer. The teleportation behind him was more than halfway complete, and had reached an irreversible state.
He had to admit that if he didn't use any of his own power, and only relied on the months of enlightenment of the Law of Joy, it would be very difficult for him to suppress the venomous green-robed woman.
Her resentment and hatred had been thoroughly fused into the song, causing it to become bizarre to the extreme. For her to be able to complete the song to such an extent, it could be assumed … that her position in Pleasure Listening City was second only to that of the Lord of Pleasure Listening City.
Wang Baole didn't want to have too much contact with a Cultivator like that. Therefore, he rose to his feet. Ignoring the approaching green-robed woman, he began to walk up into the sky, preparing to leave.
However, in the instant that he was about to leave, the venomous hatred in the green-robed woman's eyes grew even more intense. The music changed again. It no longer rose and fell, but rather, turned into a single note.
It was like a roar, like a shriek. It became one sound, piercing to the extreme!
The stage couldn't withstand the power of the piercing sound, and collapsed. All of the dancing figures in the area also collapsed. Even the few remaining Cultivators from Pleasure Listening City couldn't withstand it. One by one, they let out miserable shrieks as their bodies were ripped to shreds.
All of that seemed to have become nutrients for the green-robed woman. The piercing sound she emitted seemed to break through some sort of barrier, causing everything in the area to grow dim.
Wang Baole, who had been preparing to leave, suddenly stopped in place and turned his head. A strange light shone in his eyes.
"That's … the aura of a Dao seed?
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