The vicious dog's attack came fiercely, and the clash of supernatural forces had already begun.
Yang Jian could see the vicious dog racing toward the pianist. Wherever it ran, the hall was once again replaced by a silent village, with a winding path stretching ahead all the way to the black piano.
Clearly, the vicious dog was continuing its invasion of the supernatural place where its opponent resided.
The piano grew increasingly frantic. As the pianist accelerated his performance, the originally grating melody changed once more.
What came from the piano now was no longer music, but a terrifying scream beyond description. The scream pierced straight into one's heart, as though a fierce ghost had forced its way into one's mind alive, causing unbearable agony, as if one's head were about to burst apart.
"An incomplete cursed piano piece, played through this black supernatural piano, seems to have produced some kind of terrifying effect. I can't keep listening to this sound, or I'll die."
Yang Jian clutched his ears in pain, trying to block out some of the sound.
But it was useless. That horrifying scream no longer echoed around him; it echoed inside his mind, just like the curse of the music box.
Yang Jian within Ghost Dream was also finding it difficult to endure this attack. Even in Ghost Dream's world, he was still being harmed.
Blood continuously flowed from Yang Jian's eyes, ears, and nose. He felt as if his head were splitting apart, as though the scream had churned his brain into mush. He could not even maintain normal thought anymore. If this continued, even if he did not die, he felt he would become an idiot.
If even Yang Jian was suffering like this, the King Organization intelligence operatives dragged in were in an even