"Fellow Daoist Wang, use whatever divine abilities you have. Just treat me as Murong Yilong."
Mystic Machine True Person spoke as a golden sound wave swept out, hurtling straight toward Wang Changsheng.
Law of Sound!
Upon hearing this, Wang Changsheng felt an unbearable stabbing pain in his eardrums. All manner of sounds rang beside his ears.
Explosions, tidal waves, thunderclaps, and more. He could even hear the sound of his own blood flowing.
An azure jade pendant at Wang Changsheng's waist lit up with dazzling green light, and all those sounds vanished.
Sound cultivators had wide-ranging, indiscriminate attacks. Wang Changsheng carried a treasure that weakened the Law of Sound.
As the golden sound wave reached Wang Changsheng, dazzling blue light lit up on his right index finger. With a light tap, a blue rainbow shot forth and shattered the golden sound wave.
Mystic Machine True Person's eyes lit up with blinding black light and spun rapidly. A miniature whirlpool could be seen within them.
When Wang Changsheng saw this, he felt the world spin around him and found himself in a gray, hazy space. The cries of ghosts and howls of wolves rang out without end as countless ghosts lunged at him from all directions.
Wang Changsheng snorted coldly and formed a hand seal. A white halo swept out, and wherever it passed, the void rapidly froze. The ghosts were frozen as well.
Dazzling blue light lit up between his brows as the Glass True Eye appeared and released Glass Divine Light, enveloping the ghosts. Green smoke rose from the ghosts, and they all scattered.
His vision blurred, and he appeared above a boundless sea. Looking ahead, he could not see Mystic Machine True Person.
Wang Changsheng's spiritual sense detected a powerful aura appearing behind him.
A pair of feathered