C451 An Astonishing Dark Magical Artifact

The zither, shrouded in a black mist, lacked even a single string. Yet, as the fresh blood of the slain Evil Devil Clan members pooled and drenched the instrument, twelve blood-red strings materialized on its surface. The zither had devoured the souls of the entire clan.

Sovereign Chi Tian, watching from the heavens, wore a look of utter disgust