"Hiss..."
The ear-piercing hissing continued to ring out from within the white fog. The sound waves contained a sharp force, like a sword stabbing deep into the ears of Lin Bai, the Aloof Swordsman, and the woman.
Lin Bai's cultivation was relatively profound, so he could still withstand the impact of the sound waves. The Aloof Swordsman and the courtesan from Red Candle Hall were not so lucky.
The Aloof Swordsman's face turned pale from the trembling sound waves, and he held on through sheer force of will. Blood flowed from the seven orifices of the courtesan from Red Candle Hall, and she collapsed weakly onto the ground, wailing in agony.
Amid the sharp hissing, Living Corpses charged out of the white fog like raindrops, recklessly slamming into the golden curtain of light before the temple.
Although countless Living Corpses smashed their bodies into fragments, nothing could halt their advance. More Living Corpses emerged from the white fog and continued crashing into the curtain of light.
As one Living Corpse after another recklessly slammed into it, while that strange corpse continued its sonic assault, the temple's curtain of light gradually dimmed, as though it might collapse at any moment.
"We can't hold out!" The Aloof Swordsman resisted the sound waves while keeping an eye on the changes in the temple's curtain of light.
"That shouldn't be." Lin Bai furrowed his brows and murmured in a low voice, "This temple was most likely created by the Pavilion Master of Mending Heaven Pavilion back then. A temple created by such an unparalleled hero shouldn't be this fragile."
Boom, boom, boom...
The deafening rumble of the Living Corpses' endless collisions rang out before the temple.
Ling Zhi suddenly spoke.
The corpse opened and closed its mouth as if it were speaking, but not