Screams! The owl-like and ghostly cries reverberated, penetrating hearts in the space, forcing everyone present, including Shangxing, to cover their ears against the unbearable sound.
At the same time, as the Black-robed Man continuously applied pressure to the black sphere, every grotesque figure on the ice surface cracked their skin, clutched their heads, and fell to the ground. Even before Pei Yan could react, the piercing wails erupted from their bodies.
Pei Yan, whose skin prickled with goosebumps after hearing just a few cries, commanded his helmet to block the external sound sources, staring in disbelief at the Black-robed Man's actions. What was he doing? Weren't these grotesque figures on his side? Why would he act this way?
