Xia Feng despised the naked gaze of the person in front of him. He tapped the God-Burying Bell lightly with his right hand, and a deep bell sound echoed once more.

The Divine Soul of Gao You was the first to be shattered instantly, his eyes turning vacant.

His lips trembled slightly, his face full of disbelief as if he had more to say, but after his Divine Soul dissipated, he could no longer speak.

The followers of the High Tone Sect behind him picked up the unspoken question: "This is impossible, how old are you? Even if you were incredibly lucky and acquired an Ancient Divine Artifact, you couldn’t possibly wield it so freely!"

"This is an illusion technique, it must be an illusion technique!"

The expressions of the High Tone Sect’s followers were frantic, completely unwilling to believe what they were seeing, struggling to break through the illusions before their eyes.

Xia Feng sneered, tapping the God-Burying Bell once more, without using the Nine Sounds of God Burial, simply utilizing his own Great Dao of Music to strike.

But even this was enough to deal with the riffraff opposite him.

The bell tolled, and the followers of the High Tone Sect opposite froze, one by one falling to the ground, faces still contorted in ferocity and disbelief, but their Divine Souls completely still.

The surrounding air was filled with the sound of gasps, and the gazes directed at Xia Feng became wary.

At the entrance of the Secret Realm, these people thought they hadn’t taken things seriously, which is why Xia Feng had embarrassed them.

Now, seeing Gao You easily dealt with by Xia Feng, along with the High Tone Sect followers behind him, disposed of in one blow, the hearts of these talents finally harbored more caution and seriousness.

Only now did they begin to truly regard Xia Feng.

Previously, they thought this guy was simply lucky, tempting the Divine Maiden while she was ignorant in the Lower Realm, making her utterly devoted to him, giving him the chance to come from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm.

But now, seeing Xia Feng’s methods and abilities, for the first time, they were filled with doubt.

This guy seemed a bit more formidable than the Divine Maiden. Was what they had thought really just their own speculation?

Was the Divine Maiden blindsided and tempted by this lower realm kid, or did he indeed have some real skills?

Xia Feng sensed the probing glances around him, his expression becoming more irritable.

He glanced around, and those eyes seemed startled, quickly withdrawing.

Xia Feng snorted softly: "If you want to watch, then watch openly, don’t resort to those sneaky antics."

"People like those from the High Tone Sect and the Low Tone Sect, who dare to confront me directly, earn a bit of my respect."

Xia Feng’s lips curled slightly; though he spoke of respect, his face carried undeniable mockery.

Hearing him, the expressions on the faces of the talents twisted a bit; this guy spoke of respect but showed no leniency in his actions.

They certainly wouldn’t throw themselves into the fray just for a bit of that so-called respect.

Ultimately, the greatest purpose of entering the Secret Realm was to seize the legacy of the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor, and there was no need to clash with Xia Feng at this point.

Even with more protective measures than those of the High Tone Sect and Low Tone Sect, they still weren’t confident enough when facing Xia Feng.

If they got injured by Xia Feng, affecting their chance to get the legacy, it wouldn’t be worth it.

Realizing this, those gazes enveloping Xia Feng quickly withdrew.

With a slightly irritable expression, Xia Feng led his followers to find a resting spot close to Celestial Sound Mountain.

The closer they got to Celestial Sound Mountain, the denser the assembly of talents, prompting Xia Feng to voice his confusion: "The trial on the Celestial Sound Sea isn’t simple, how did these trial takers make it across?"

Lu Ziqian’s face flushed a bit, lowering his head for a long moment before softly explaining to Xia Feng.

"My lord, it’s... it’s because we held you back."

"A normal Celestial Sound Ship decides the number of instruments based on its size; if it’s just you and the Divine Maiden, usually only one instrument would need to be controlled to cross the Celestial Sound Sea safely."

He lowered his head slightly: "Because of us followers, there ended up being four instruments on the Celestial Sound Ship."

"As for these talents, it’s likely they gathered enough people to board a big ship, and then alternated controlling the instruments in turns to get across the Celestial Sound Sea."

As Lu Ziqian’s words fell, a female voice suddenly interjected from the side: "Not only that, if encountered with danger on the Celestial Sound Sea, people can be thrown overboard from the Celestial Sound Ship."

"That way, the Celestial Sound Beasts in the sea will go after those trial takers who fall into the sea, diverting their attention from the Celestial Sound Ship."

Xia Feng turned his head and saw Mo Rongying standing beside Qi Wan’Er, examining her up and down, seemingly checking for injuries.

Noticing Xia Feng’s gaze, Mo Rongying gave him a somewhat cold smile, then added: "About ten lives are enough for a large ship to cross the Celestial Sound Sea."

"Those like you, who honestly adhere to the trials of the Celestial Sound Sea, are quite rare."

"Never mind how difficult the trials at sea are; these people don’t even regard lives as such anymore. When there’s a simple and quick way, they certainly won’t bother with undertaking any trials."

Mo Rongying’s expression grew cold, her gaze toward these talents filled with disdain.

Xia Feng, unsure of this person’s intentions, didn’t reply but simply watched her from where he stood.

Mo Rongying lightly chuckled, reaching out to pat Qi Wan’Er’s head: "You, foolish girl, somehow turn out to be blessed. Originally, I thought your life in the Lower Realm was harsh, and didn’t expect..."

She trailed off, turning to glance at Xia Feng, her eyes scrutinizing and making Xia Feng somewhat uncomfortable as he furrowed his brow.

The moment Qi Wan’Er, standing next to Mo Rongying, seemed like a bristled kitten, stepping in front of Xia Feng to block Mo Rongying’s gaze.

"Sister Rongying, this is my husband, he’s always been good to me, please don’t make things difficult for him."

Xia Feng’s brow twitched; did he really fear the difficulties posed by a mere Demon Sound Sect Goddess?

Yet, observing Mo Rongying’s earlier attitude and Wan’Er’s current demeanor, it seemed in this time within the Celestial Sound Divine Domain, this so-called sister treated her fairly well; otherwise, Wan’Er wouldn’t show such a demeanor.

With this in mind, Xia Feng placed a hand on Qi Wan’Er’s shoulder, looking at Mo Rongying with a half-smile: "So, is Goddess Rongying planning to make things difficult for me?"

The tone was mostly playful, Mo Rongying withdrawing her gaze from Qi Wan’Er, responding in a cold voice: "The one to make things difficult for you is my mother."