Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Dull drumbeats rang out, echoing through the space as though everything in every direction was trembling.
"This sound... isn't right."
Shen Boxia's expression shifted slightly. "This isn't an ordinary drumbeat."
The drumbeats had been strange to begin with.
But after echoing through this space, they took on an uncanny resonance, somehow piercing through the body and producing a mysterious response from the internal organs.
"The rhythm is wrong."
Dragon Tiger Daoist pricked up his ears and listened carefully, sensing that pulse.
"The rhythm of these drumbeats..."
"Is exactly the same as a heartbeat."
"That's not a good sign."
"Right now, it's resonating with our organs. Before long, it might start resonating with supernatural phenomena."
His tone was grave.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Shanba, the weakest among them, suddenly looked panic-stricken. "M-my Vicious Ghost... seems to be responding to those drumbeats..."
As he spoke, bluish-purple corpse spots suddenly appeared on both his arms.
This was his supernatural ability.
Yet he had not activated it at all; it had manifested on its own, beyond his control.
"Don't let it follow that rhythm!" Dragon Tiger Daoist immediately said. "Control your Vicious Ghost, or something might crawl into your body later!"
Jin Shanba's face turned deathly pale at once. He hurriedly focused and suppressed A Pair of Hands.
"It's that drumbeat again."
Jiang Qiao was no stranger to it.
He had heard it on his way here.
He had even suffered a Supernatural Attack in the tunnel and nearly been drowned in blood.
Hearing it again now, he suddenly raised his head and looked toward the sky.
"This sound..."
"Should be coming from the eye of the lake."
The enormous Black vortex above the plaza was terrifying and oppressive, as if it could swallow someone whole at any