However, Xia Feng indeed felt somewhat fatigued. After withdrawing his spiritual power, he stood on the boat for quite some time before disembarking.

The Celestial Sound Elf, feeling somewhat listless, was just about to crawl into his sleeve to rest for a while when a few discordant voices came from a distance.

"Kid, what’s that thing you’re holding?"

Xia Feng had just gotten off the Celestial Sound Sea and was already feeling weary from overextending his spiritual power. Now, being inexplicably provoked only added to his annoyance.

Behind him, Lu Ziqian briefly mourned for the people opposite, then leaned close to Xia Feng and whispered, "Those people look like prodigies from the High Tone Sect; I’ve seen them at sect gatherings before."

Xia Feng’s irritation deepened. First, there was the Low Tone Sect, and now from the High Tone Sect. Will the Middle Tone Sect pop up next?

One after the other, they don’t consider how to enhance their cultivation but only know how to cause trouble here.

With this thought, the God-Burying Bell on his wrist shook slightly, seemingly wanting to deal with the people in front of him directly.

Before he could act, Gao You from the High Tone Sect approached with a greedy expression: "Hey you over there, give me what you’re holding."

Xia Feng looked over coldly: "Are you talking to me?"

Gao You sneered, "Out of everyone here, you’re the one with the strongest stench of poverty. Of course, I’m talking to you."

Xia Feng squinted as he looked over: "It seems the etiquette of the High Tone Sect isn’t much to speak of either. Always prattling on about poverty and eyeing others’ secret treasures, utterly trampling the High Tone Sect’s reputation beneath your feet."

Gao You’s expression darkened: "Secret treasures are always held by the capable. How can a lowly commoner from the Lower Realm like you possibly deserve to hold something as fine as a Celestial Sound Elf?"

As Gao You spoke, Xia Feng surveyed the situation on Celestial Sound Island. Surprisingly, their group was not the earliest to arrive.

At the foot of Celestial Sound Mountain, quite a few prodigies had gathered together, forming several small teams according to their sects and families, with many conflicts already arising between them.

Just during the conversation between Xia Feng and Gao You, two battles had already broken out around them.

These people watched each other’s treasures, starting fights at the slightest disagreement, with the victors taking all the treasures and spoils, and the losers leaving their lives here.

Gao You intercepting Xia Feng was considered relatively early, but in this short time, several groups had already been casting occasional glances their way, seemingly wanting to compete with Gao You.

For a moment, Xia Feng found it amusing how these people took him for a pushover, with everyone wanting to come up and take a bite.

The lesson he dealt them outside the Secret Realm seemed to have been completely ignored. Instead, they became even more audacious after entering the Secret Realm.

On the opposite side, Gao You was already growing impatient. He had acted swiftly and discovered these fools from the Celestial Sound Sect had landed on Celestial Sound Island first, allowing them to gain the most benefits.

However, he also realized some of the surrounding prodigies were already restless.

If this dragged on, these people might not hold back and directly attack Xia Feng, and then it would be uncertain what Gao You would gain.

With that thought, Gao You’s expression changed, and he pulled out a suona, staring at Xia Feng: "Brat, there’s a road to heaven you refuse to take, but you charge into the gates of hell."

"If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Celestial Sound Elf now, and I might just spare your life."

"But if I have to make a move, your life might not be spared."

Lu Ziqian and the others looked at the self-talking Gao You and felt that this man had some mental issues.

They had witnessed Xia Feng’s abilities throughout their journey here, and what cards did this person have to brazenly shout about putting their superior in jeopardy?

Even Xia Feng couldn’t help but tug at the corner of his mouth, while Gao You seemed provoked, calling on the High Tone Sect’s prodigies behind him to initiate an attack.

When the sound of the suona rang out, Xia Feng’s expression truly became a little odd.

He knew the thing was noisy but hadn’t expected it to be so loud. When the group of forty to fifty from the High Tone Sect played their suonas simultaneously, Xia Feng felt for a moment like the top of his head was about to be lifted off.

The God-Burying Bell on his wrist seemed to be awakened by the noise, and even without Xia Feng’s prompting, it let out a deep toll on its own.

Normally, a bell’s toll would be low and not overpower the suonas’ high-pitched sound, but somehow the God-Burying Bell managed to make everyone feel like the toll resonated from the depths of their soul, shattering their arrogance.

This toll from the God-Burying Bell seemed to be a non-discriminatory attack, resonating across everyone on Celestial Sound Island.

However, Xia Feng’s followers didn’t seem uncomfortable, merely curious about where the sound had come from.

But the High Tone Sect members opposite Xia Feng didn’t have such good fortune. At the forefront, Gao You had half his sea of consciousness shattered, spewing a mouthful of blood, with blood seeping from all his orifices.

The High Tone Sect followers behind him weren’t in as severe a condition, but they didn’t look good, each vomiting blood with a withered expression.

Gao You wiped the blood from his mouth, gritting his teeth: "Brat, what did you do?"

"What kind of skill is sneak attacking? If you have the guts, fight me face to face instead of using these underhanded tactics."

He didn’t believe Xia Feng could have such strong attack power, only thinking Xia Feng had used some special method to achieve this attack.

Seeing Xia Feng standing there without intent to continue attacking, Gao You assumed that Xia Feng couldn’t use this attack consecutively and wanted to demand an explanation from him with a ferocious look.

Xia Feng just thought this person had his brains scrambled by the God-Burying Bell’s toll. He slightly shook his wrist, and the God-Burying Bell floated before him.

Seeing this ancient bell, Gao You’s knowledge surpassed that of Chang Lu.

With an expression first of bewilderment and then disbelief, he said, "Is that an Ancient Divine Artifact?"

"You actually have an Ancient Divine Artifact? How is that possible? A mere lowly commoner from the Lower Realm, how could you possibly have an Ancient Divine Artifact!"

Ancient Divine Artifacts are rare enough, let alone ones that are musical instruments.

Even within the Celestial Sound Divine Domain, there might not even be one or two, often held by the top Divine Kings.

The Celestial Sound Divine King might not even have an Ancient Divine Artifact, so where precisely did Xia Feng, a lowly commoner from the Lower Realm, obtain one?

Gao You’s expression showed greed and apprehension, his gaze fixed on the Ancient Divine Artifact in Xia Feng’s hand, longing for nothing more than to be the one wielding it.