"Scram."
Just as Ye Feng's right foot landed, atop those white bones, countless rumbling sounds immediately surged forth.
The intensity of the sound made Ye Feng tremble with fear, causing his body to go numb and his mouth to erupt with a torrent of blood like raindrops.
Under this overwhelming sound, his body staggered backward madly, painting the surrounding white with the vivid red splashed from his mouth.
His eyes gazing forward contracted again in shock, reaching their peak.
Under this sonic wave, he found his innermost depths saturated with the powerful presence of blood.
This single sound made his whole body emanate an eerie sense of doom, and the blood that had begun to boil within him started freezing.
He sensed a sharp aura of destruction in that sound, knowing that if he progressed further, he might be exterminated by the spirits gathering within the white bones.
