A buzzing kept echoing in Chen Miao's ears, and everything before his eyes seemed to develop transparent ripples like those on water.
In his field of vision, those transparent ripples divided the scenery and made it sway.
Chen Miao tried to take a step, but when his foot touched the ground, his footing felt unsteady, and his body involuntarily tilted to one side.
When Chen Miao tried to adjust, he found himself falling toward the other side instead.
And so he toppled headfirst onto the ground.
Only after lying on his side did Chen Miao finally get a clear view of his surroundings.
In the courtyard, apart from Chen Wei and Wang Tingsong, who had already been sitting, everyone else had fallen to the ground without exception.
As the buzzing in his ears faded, the transparent ripples before his eyes gradually disappeared as well.
Once everything returned to normal, those on the ground got back to their feet.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily converged on the Demon-Suppressing Guard in black, a trace of fear in their eyes.
Chen Miao was surprised as well.
Although he had not resisted just now, he understood that even if he had, he would not have been able to completely negate the adverse effects of that sound.
This was a Mystic Art tied to the strength of one's soul body. Amplified by the abilities of the Ghost within that Demon-Suppressing Guard, it had become extraordinarily powerful.
If they truly fought, Chen Miao would certainly be affected.
At that thought, Chen Miao began wondering just how strong the man before him was.
Just as Chen Miao was speculating, Kong Yue's voice suddenly rang out.
"Hurry!"
Kong Yue strode toward the Demon-Suppressing Guard.
The others, including the Incense-Burning Heir, who seemed unaffected, likewise dared not dawdle.
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