A song that shatters the heart—where in this world could one find a soulmate?
The sorrowful music played by the Qin Worm's Female Beast Soul swiftly spread throughout the entire industrial district. Its mournful melody was like someone wandering alone through a desolate ancient city, watching the afterglow of the setting sun spill across the earth. That loneliness and desolation defied description.
Every note was like a stone weathered by the years, heavy and deeply engraved with vicissitude and sorrow.
After hearing only a few notes, Wang Meng suddenly felt a faint cramping pain inside his body, as if knives were cutting into his internal organs.
Wang Meng instinctively circulated his cultivation technique. Mystic Qi coursed through his body, and the heart-wrenching pain immediately eased.
Luo Yan, Xu Yanchuan, and the other Profound Comprehension Realm cultivators were the same, but Murong Xuan and Li Yuqing were not so fortunate.
As the zither music entered their ears, they felt as if their hearts and guts were being torn apart. Even when they circulated their cultivation to resist it, blood gradually began to seep from their nostrils and the corners of their mouths.
If even cultivators suffered like this, the ordinary people in the industrial district shelters had it even worse.
They had just activated the disinfection procedures under Xu Yanchuan's orders and switched to internal air circulation, temporarily protecting the shelters that had not yet been invaded by the green smoke.
But although the green smoke had been shut out, the shelter facilities could not isolate the Qin Worm's zither music.
In an instant.
The workers in the shelters clutched their stomachs and collapsed, vomiting blood. Some even threw up pieces of their internal organs.
Industrial district battlefield.
"This zither music is a problem!" Luo Yan said. At that moment, some