My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 571 - 557: Death Sonata

Sister Trumpet roamed and traveled along the way,

"Sigh, huh??"

"Has my intelligence dropped again?"

On this day, Sister Trumpet suddenly wanted to use her brain,

but found that her talent had unknowingly reverted to the level of an ordinary person, as if her thinking process was no longer in her brain but had shifted to her buttocks instead.

Though still much clearer than she had been before, she no longer felt that powerful grasp,

"Forget it, I'll just ignore it."

She thought about it and decided not to continue researching.

In fact, she had already formed a unique instinctual lifeform, the most terrifying intelligent life existence.

She didn't need to use her brain; her brain had already transferred to every cell's instinct in her body, which had completed all the thinking for her.

Her wisdom and talent were terrifying to the point where, like a normal person who does not need to think or calculate, she instinctively knew that one plus one equals two.

In other words, her entire body was just a gigantic brain monster!

And she was the small brain of this gigantic brain monster; this small brain didn't need to think, as her body had already thought it all through.

"Walk, walk, walk, stop, stop, stop, now this is the martial world."

Sister Trumpet wandered around and began to discover that her luck was really good,

Despite having very low strength, she encountered the Forty-Nine Alliance, who were even weaker than her. They had just begun their wandering journey, newcomers stepping out of the universe.

Moreover, she coincidentally stumbled upon a fragment of her Saint's Rules, which could perfectly integrate into her.

Suddenly, her strength skyrocketed continuously.

"Humph, I won't kill you. A saint may be a great thief, but I too have my own way of thievery."

Sister Trumpet still followed the rules of the martial world, walking the path, still adhering to the chivalry of the martial arts world.

Other powerful saints looked at each other in dismay,

"Who is this person?"

"This is simply too...."

Too much of a challenge to their worldview.

Clearly appearing as a silly, thoughtless girl, she walked along and somehow, inexplicably and with great luck, found their flaws and tracked them to their hiding places.

It was simply absurd.

Could it be that she was profoundly wise beneath her seeming foolishness??

Appearing very foolish, had she actually been meticulously calculating all along and found our flaws?

However, it didn't seem like that.

She looked entirely innocent and guileless, without any ulterior motives,

And more astonishingly, she was surrounded by various cosmic Dao rhythms, incredibly remarkable, her understanding and tactics of the cosmic rules had reached an astonishing level.

How thoroughly must one comprehend the cosmos' orders and rules to reach such an extraordinary level?

Yet she herself seemed completely unaware?

Strangely terrifying!

However, the universe was vast and boundless.

Throughout the rivers of time from previous Cosmic Eras, all the exceptional talents gathered, they've heard of many extraordinary geniuses.

Moreover, they had heard that the original Immortal Celestial Venerable was also known as a glutton, appearing to be intellectually deficient, a straightforward muscle-bound brute, yet was profoundly wise, possessing the greatest wisdom in the whole history of the universe!

The current situation had some similarities, could she be akin to a pure Dao child, close to the Great Dao?

They couldn't help but feel a stirring in their hearts,

"Big sister, does your team have any vacancies? We're willing to follow you, fighting in all directions!" A young man with Celestial Venerable-level potential quickly spoke up, hoping to latch on to a powerful figure.

Though it was said that saints were as common as dogs, and Celestial Venerables walked everywhere, it was merely a saying. Those with Celestial Venerable-level potential were, after all, some of the strongest individuals in a Cosmic Era.

"You want to join me?"

Sister Trumpet turned while playing her suona, suddenly becoming suspicious as she looked at this group of young men and women.

In fact, many people had said they wanted to join her after being defeated, but she refused them all, instinctively sensing that those people harbored ill intentions.

But now, she felt that this group of young people carried youthful vigor, a righteous martial air, camaraderie, and a desire to make a significant impact.

"It's not impossible for you to join me, but do you know how to play the suona? Any other musical instruments?" Sister Trumpet asked, "At the very least, can you bang gongs and drums, or cook?"

The young people present froze.

What kind of request was this?

However, they had indeed been utterly defeated by her wind-themed suona rule.

It was simply terrifying, shocking to hear.

Upon hearing that piercing sound, my whole mind collapsed, as if seeing Death God flickering before my eyes.

This was Hell's Death God song.

But they were dignified Saints, renowned young talents in the river of the universe, some even Cosmic Overlords of an era, ruling over countless beings. And yet, they were tasked to do this??

Perhaps it was some kind of special fighting technique, they thought earnestly,

They could only brace themselves and go along,

"I can bang the gong!"

"I can sing!"

"I can play the drums!"

"I can bang the frying pan!"

...

"Great, wonderful."

Little Trumpet was very satisfied. She had long wanted to form a band, but unfortunately, Brother Baiyu and Brother Fu weren't willing, complaining she was too noisy and disturbed the neighbors, "Then just follow me, I'll gradually create the 49 Dao Heavenly Band."

She left home and journeyed with no pressure or worry, smooth and joyful all the way. Indeed, the universe wasn't as perilous as Sister Qin Hong had said.

"....."

They followed Little Trumpet.

As they traveled, they spent some time together and eventually accepted Little Trumpet as their leader wholeheartedly.

Bam bam bam!

They banged their gongs and drums along the way, forming a suona music band, swaggering from planet to planet in the universe, finding that aside from awkwardness, there seemed to be nothing negative.

In this chaotic era devoid of "trust," Little Trumpet undeniably had a strong personal charm and powerful leadership charisma, making her worthy of trust.

The reason was simple,

Little Trumpet's intentions were clear, she was kind and harmonious to people, quite naive, her actions were straightforward, she wouldn't scheme against them.

Generally, mindless leaders couldn't possess the talent and skill necessary to be leaders.

But Little Trumpet was different,

She was special, innocent and kind, yet with astonishing wisdom and talent, patiently teaching the forty-nine members, each with a musical combat skill.

Not only did she perfectly utilize the new Dao seat ability, paving and exploring the heart seat Dao path that everyone was exploring, but also could match them together,

When they joined forces to play music, it was equivalent to the forty-nine rule seat fragments of the universe, the grand Dao resonated, the Celestial Dao trembled, their attack power was unprecedented!

"Play along with Little Trumpet!"

Little Trumpet played as she walked, saints following behind, clanging and drumming.

Now, a hundred years had passed.

These saints, following Little Trumpet, grew more and more astonished.

They traveled smoothly, dodging traps, disasters, ambushes by the strong, encountering adventures everywhere. Initially thinking it was coincidence, but then realized there were too many coincidences.

So one of the powerful beings analyzed their previous logic, as if there was some terrifyingly extreme planning, guiding them along an optimal route, gaining benefits.

"What is she really???"

They watched Little Trumpet hopping around and were completely shocked,

"It's impossible she calculated it herself, after all, we've been with Sister Trumpet for a long time, and know her nature... could she be destiny's child, with such luck?"

In the twenty-first Galactic Era, within the White Palo Star System.

A group of young saints, male and female, held a copy of the Dao newspaper, reporting the recent universe's various strong clashes and popular news.

"We've become famous." Someone shouted.

"An investigation into the destruction of over a hundred groups in the White Palo Star System during the twenty-first Galactic Era revealed it was the work of an emerging saint group,"

"This group's leader is codenamed Death Song, conveying Dao with music, forming a forty-nine-person musical group, all the way with suona and gongs and drums, forty-nine material plane seats, like ancient Celestial Emperors, overlooking from their seats, playing the universe's overture...."

"They have developed a new, incredibly complete and mature combined fighting strength, growing at an astonishing speed, hoping to become a new semi-prestiged force in the universe...."

They put down the newspaper satisfactorily.

Initially reluctant to follow Little Trumpet, now in hindsight, aside from the embarrassment, there seemed to be no downsides.

They completely confirmed that Little Trumpet had great wisdom despite appearing simple-minded, her thoughts pure and clean, nearly akin to the grand Dao, even casually writing down some music scores were astonishing.

Meanwhile,

The Fake Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, already famed across the universe, noted down the records softly after reading the newspaper, "Another potential universe protagonist has appeared, counting thoroughly, there are actually more than thirty people."

Though wielding great power, he didn't think of himself as the protagonist, viewing himself as decayed and aged, instead seeking potential protagonists and threats.

It's this vigilance, walking on thin ice, that allowed him to grow to this level,

"Codename, Death Song, skilled with instruments... another young era genius, frighteningly wise to the utmost, forty-nine tunes, even stronger than me by a bit... I'll find some time to meet her."