Honghuang: My Suona Performance Stole the Show

Of all the instruments, the suona reigns supreme: it either brings new life into the world or sends the dead off.

A thousand years for the pipa, ten thousand for the zither; a lifetime spent playing the erhu, but when the suona sounds, chaos itself comes to an end.

One tune begins, and the Heavenly Dao opens. Dao Ancestor Hongjun descends to the mortal realm.

Mount Zhou falls, the Black Tortoise topples, and the flowers of humanity bloom everywhere.

The Phoenix seeks its mate, a great escape begins, and the Dragon-Han Calamity rids the world of two evils.

Pangu: You're quite the marvel, young friend!

Hongjun: As long as the Heavenly Dao endures, I will forever remember your great kindness!

Nuwa: The root of life? What a strange thing...

The Three Pure Ones: Clubbing? What's clubbing? I don't know! But I'm having a blast...

Jieyin and Zhunti: He's here! He's here again! He's come to torment our disciples again!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.