Chapter 252: Soundwave Technique to Annihilate the Enemy!
Upon hearing Little Marten's words, the two men standing behind the Golden Ghost Owl immediately looked uneasy. Their gazes couldn't help but flicker toward the figure in front of them.
Back then, it was the two of them who had teamed up to severely injure Little Flame.
"You really think this king is that stupid?" The Golden Ghost Owl's eyes turned cold as he sneered.
"Exactly right. I do think you're that stupid," Little Marten replied with a smirk, his expression infuriatingly smug.
"A slick tongue won't save you. If you've got what it takes, break through my Owl Sound Formation. Just don't come crawling back like last time, battered and humiliated!" The Golden Ghost Owl's eyes gleamed with menace as he abruptly waved his hand.
In an instant, the pitch-black trees all over the mountain began to shake. One after another, hideous demonic beasts with bodies shrouded in black and grotesque human-like heads crawled out. Their numbers were overwhelming—utterly terrifying.
"Woo—woo!"
As soon as the human-headed owls appeared, they thrust their heads into the peculiar sonic trees unique to Devil Sound Mountain. In the next moment, an ear-piercing wail echoed across the entire sky.
Buzz—buzz!
Countless black soundwaves swept out from Devil Sound Mountain like a tidal wave. These waves quickly formed a vast net of sound that blanketed the entire peak, releasing a terrifying energy.
Lin Fan watched the strange formation unfold, his brow slightly furrowed. He turned to Ying Huanhuan and said, "It's all up to you now."
"Leave it to me," Ying Huanhuan replied with a confident smile. Hugging the crimson zither to her chest, she calmly stepped forward.
Dressed in pale white, the young girl looked graceful and pure. Her beautiful, delicate features and clear, lake-like eyes, framed by her jet-black ponytail, immediately stunned many of the cruel and blood-stained brutes atop Devil Sound Mountain.
These men were used to committing heinous deeds without remorse. Now, faced with such a pure, ethereal beauty, their eyes immediately filled with undisguised lust. The air was soon filled with catcalls and lewd jeers.
Hearing all the vulgar remarks, Lin Fan's eyes gleamed with a chilling murderous intent.
Dong!
In contrast to Lin Fan's cold expression, Ying Huanhuan remained perfectly calm. She floated in midair and gently placed the fiery red zither in front of her.
Then, her flawless jade-like fingers slowly swept across the strings. A phoenix's cry rang out—clear, loud, and utterly majestic, echoing across the heavens.
Screech!
The moment the melodious cry sounded, the filthy shouts and laughter from the mountain were abruptly silenced.
Even the Golden Ghost Owl's expression shifted dramatically, an unease welling up within him.
The phoenix's cry echoed through the skies, and fiery crimson light erupted from Ying Huanhuan like a volcanic eruption.
Above her head, a scarlet phoenix—born from the vibrations of the zither—spread its wings and soared, swirling in the sky.
At the same time, a terrifying energy radiated from the phoenix's body.
"A Pure Yuan Treasure!"
The Golden Ghost Owl's pupils shrank at once as he stared at the phoenix, blurting out in horror.
"Correct—but no prize for you."
Ying Huanhuan looked up and gave him a soft smile. Then, her fingers suddenly plucked across the strings.
Screech!
The crimson phoenix hovering above her let out another sharp cry, its massive wings flapping fiercely. Waves of crimson sound rippled outward.
As the soundwaves surged, they merged with the resonating melody from the Phoenix Zither. The fusion created a storm of fiery sound that howled toward the Owl Sound Formation covering Devil Sound Mountain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The crimson flames and sonic waves surged forward, smashing into the Owl Sound Formation formed by a hundred thousand human-headed owls.
Lin Fan and the others watched as the black soundwaves—like giant serpents—instantly crumbled under the onslaught of flames, dissolving into nothing.
The countless human-headed owls across the mountain shuddered as if facing their natural nemesis. In the blink of an eye, they exploded one after another into clouds of blood mist!
On Devil Sound Mountain, the previously arrogant and smug Golden Ghost Owl and his men turned pale with horror as they stared at the gruesome spectacle.
"Impressive!"
Lin Fan gave Ying Huanhuan a thumbs-up with a grin.
"Your turn," Ying Huanhuan turned to him. Her previously calm and beautiful face was now slightly pale from the effort of using the Phoenix Zither.
Biting her lower lip, she growled, "Lin Fan, if you don't slaughter every last one of those guys who just insulted me, I'm telling my father and sister you bullied me!"
Hearing that, Lin Fan could only let out a bitter chuckle. That was just like her.
"Let's do this!"
Beside him, Little Marten could barely hold back any longer. Now that the Owl Sound Formation had been broken, it was finally time for revenge!
As his voice fell, a vast, boundless power erupted from his body.
"Time to make you bastards pay!"
A bloodthirsty gleam lit up Little Marten's handsome face. He'd been stewing in frustration because of that formation—now it was time to unleash it all!
"You ugly freak, let's see where you run this time!"
Little Marten sneered. Like a ghost, he appeared in front of the Golden Ghost Owl, hurling a terrifying blast of purple-black energy at him with lightning speed.
Roar!
At the same time, Little Flame let out a deafening roar. His already massive, iron-tower-like body swelled to twice its size. A crimson light pulsed across his skin—a sign of an advanced body-refining martial art!
Boom!
With a stomp of his foot, Little Flame shot forward like a cannonball, eyes blood-red and filled with savage fury as he charged one of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage generals.
Swish!
Meanwhile, Lin Dong's Azure Dragon Wings unfolded behind him as he transformed into a streak of light, charging toward the other Nirvana Stage general.
"These guys are pretty quick to grab all the big targets. Looks like I'll be stuck with the small fry," Lin Fan chuckled to himself.
Well, that works too. Time to test out this new soundwave technique I just obtained.
And it's the perfect excuse to stay near Ying Huanhuan and keep her safe.
After all, Lin Fan knew the people from Yuan Gate would be arriving soon.
With that in mind, Lin Fan gently brushed his hand and summoned the Exquisite Jade Flute in silence.
He brought it to his lips and began to play a haunting melody—the Soul-Harvesting Chant.
As the melody rang out, the entirety of Devil Sound Mountain was enveloped in an eerie, haunting Buddhist chant.
It was clearly the sound of a Buddhist hymn, yet it carried a disturbing, chilling undertone.
Invisible soundwaves rippled out in every direction. Within moments, they engulfed all of the Golden Ghost Owl's subordinates on the mountain.
High above, a faint golden Buddha appeared in the sky. Its visage was solemn and radiant, seamlessly merging with the flute's melody, spreading its presence everywhere.
"I'm guilty… I deserve to die!"
Suddenly, one of the men on the mountain showed a look of sincere remorse, then slammed his palm into his own head.
Bang!
His skull exploded instantly, killing him on the spot.
After the first came the second.
Very soon, everyone on the mountain began shouting confessions, each smashing their own heads in repentance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The mountain was filled with eerie cries of repentance and the grisly sound of skulls bursting, creating an utterly bizarre and horrifying scene.
The Golden Ghost Owl and his two generals, who were engaged in battle with Little Marten's group, began to feel uneasy.
Before long, the two Nirvana generals were both dead—leaving only the Golden Ghost Owl himself!
Lin Fan stopped playing and watched from the side as Little Marten viciously attacked the lone Golden Ghost Owl.
"What's the name of that soundwave technique you used just now?"
Ying Huanhuan blinked her large eyes, clearly shaken, and asked Lin Fan.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to respond, three sharp gusts of wind pierced through the air from beyond Devil Sound Mountain.
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