If people were subjected to this long enough, their minds would certainly break. Death seemed like an ideal option compared to this.
Thankfully, their suffering didn't last long.
About three seconds later, all the noise disappeared, and there was only silence in Tan Jian's head.
President Tan was on his knees, panting, sweat beading on his forehead.
Back then, he felt as though he was on the verge of death. If the noise hadn't stopped, he would have experienced the same fate as the men lying on the ground.
Before they could even get their bearings, Yao Tang unsheathed her dagger and pounced on Elder Nie's men, slicing and cutting anything in her path.
It wasn't long before her blade was all bloody.
In the blink of an eye, she had managed to dispose of about a third of the assailants. The unfortunate ones now lay on the ground with their fallen comrades, cold and lifeless.
