Laughter abruptly halted in the throat.
A gentle sound of flowing water quietly arose, not loud, yet it effortlessly spread throughout the entire city, reaching even the heights where he was.
The wind, which had initially sought to sweep away the city's population, seemed to collide with an invisible Qi Wall, unable to enter the city even in the slightest.
Was that... the power of sound waves?
Sound waves, like water, permeated everywhere, merging with the wind, transmitted by it. All wind force, Qi Force, pressure, energy, vanished without a trace.
Instead, it was Feng Yin's own heart that began to race, something in his Divine Soul was disturbed, resonating.
