The conch horn in the cavalry commander's hand was a divine bestowal painstakingly developed by the Ear Wisdom God's camp. The rhythm of its sound far exceeded the range of ordinary human hearing, so normal people could not hear the slightest noise. But to Long-Eared God disciples like Guo Yun and Wang Qiuyue, its blast was no different from thunder exploding beside their ears!
However, once Guo Yun activated the wooden talisman, all sounds instantly fell silent. Whether audible or inaudible, every sound vanished, as though an invisible barrier had risen around them.
When Shen Mo had spoken with the two women, Chen and Jiang, he had used this very method to isolate the inside and outside of the wooden house, preventing the villagers from eavesdropping. If the Long-Eared God had not been too weak, this could also have played an important role in subduing it, blocking its miraculous hearing abilities.
Now, using it to neutralize the conch horn's silent sonic assault was naturally more than enough.
Seeing how extraordinary the wooden talisman's effect was, Guo Yun and Wang Qiuyue were overjoyed. As they circulated divine power to repair and nourish their ear apertures, they launched a fierce counterattack!
Guo Yun drew and fired again and again, shooting dead three armored cavalrymen who were about to charge before them, slowing the others' advance. Sensing that the divine power in his body was nearly exhausted, he nocked an arrow and aimed at the distant cavalry commander, yet did not release it. Instead, he silently recited the Prayer Sutra, sacrificing himself in exchange for more divine power.
The cavalry commander had also consumed a great deal of divine power blowing the conch horn. Seeing that Guo Yun and Wang Qiuyue still had the strength to resist, he could not help feeling puzzled.