The sound was like thunder from over nine miles above, spreading in all directions like ocean waves, continuous, each wave higher than the last.
Moreover, Ye Fengsheng intentionally used his aura to amplify the sound waves. The rolling sound waves stacked together, shattering the glass embedded in the windows and doors of the Nine Treasures Palace. Even the candles in the hall swayed under the influence of the sound waves.
The original Zhou Yuansong, who was in the main hall, was so frightened by the sound that his lips turned even paler, and his body twitched involuntarily.
Even though he was in the middle of the division at that time, he had already been frightened by Ye Fengsheng. Now, hearing this familiar calm and peaceful voice, he was even more shocked.
"What are you afraid of?"
