An eerie wind blew, carrying with it the leaves and branches on the ground, and the clouds in the sky seemed to quickly gather towards Great Qin. The ghostly moon seemed to become hazier, and the ghostly aura became denser and denser. Everyone felt a chill as everyone’s hands and feel became colder and colder, and cold sweat gathered on everyone’s bodies.
Countless Ghosts roared, and that terrifying sound seemed to echo in the surrounding 100-kilometer radius area. Not a single living creature dared to make a sound, and all huddled together in fear.
This sudden change greatly surprised Zhao Fu, and when he saw this terrible scene, Asani looked at Zhao Fu. In response, Zhao Fu signaled for her to continue playing.
The sorrowful and deathly flute music continued to float over the land.