Master Fanyin hovered above the city wall, like a bright lantern, emitting endless light filled with a mysterious chanting. Below her, all the soldiers attacking the city, including Lu Guanqing, who was locked in combat with Fan Longhe, stopped in their tracks, their gaze shifting to her.
Those who were originally engaged in a fierce battle with savage expressions, after hearing the chanting within the light, began to look peaceful, tranquil, and serene.
It was as if they heard something in Master Fanyin's cursed sound. Their faces first showed yearning, which then deepened, and finally morphed into obsession and madness...
Their hands reached out as if there was some rare treasure within the light waiting for them to grasp. If it were only one or two, it wouldn't matter, but the problem was the tens of thousands of soldiers attacking the city had mostly become like this, which was chillingly bizarre.
However, this was not even the most chilling part...
