章 1572: Xia Fan's Awakening

Music began to play in the room. It was a bleak and ancient melody, its voice deep and raspy. It was like a wind passing through a barren wasteland, dancing alone, carrying along harsh grains of sand. The wind passed through the plains, swept through the desert, and whirled above the seas. All around it were ruins and destruction, with no signs of life.

"This sound is so mournful," Du Yu shrugged.

Jiang Zhibei cocked his head and listened. "Do you guys feel anything? Wasn't this supposed to Awaken our powers? But after hearing this music, I just feel hungry."

Plush!

Xia Fan and Du Yu almost laughed. Traveling Buddha frowned, took out his tea set, and started boiling water to brew tea. He knew that he didn't have any demon power and was just here to play pretend, so he didn't care about it at all.