C941 Prostrate to Ashes

Just as Wang Baoyu was about to begin his slaughter, a figure suddenly flew out from his bosom. In an instant, a dense radiance flooded the dark land.

With her slim body and beautiful face, she was holding a nebula bead in her hand. Everyone was dumbstruck; it was actually the God of Music, Flying Heaven.

"Fei Tian, you're awake!" Wang Baoyu said happily.

"I haven't slept enough