Their fierce battle was like a silent storm, engulfing the surrounding environment, filling the river's surface with tension and unease.
"Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun stood on high ground, focused, placing the iron flute to his lips.
He played an eerie magical flute sound, a sound like an invisible yet powerful force, swirling and echoing in the air.
The flute sound was extremely penetrating, as if it could directly strike one's heart, making one unconsciously captivated by it.
The sound was sometimes sharp, sometimes deep, like a summons from Hell.
The Wokou's originally orderly actions became chaotic under the flute sound's interference. Their eyes started to look confused, their steps faltering, and the originally clear secret signals were completely disrupted, resulting in disorganized coordination among them.
