This is the real deal.
However, till now, the Demon Sound continues.
Showing no sign of cessation.
Even though it falters like this persistent rain, weakening as it goes on.
Like a flickering candle in the wind, yet it still persists.
Seemingly with apprehensions.
"Could it be that there's no master presiding over the Wu Wang Forest?"
This wasn't said by Su Mo, but by Wan Cangxin standing beside him.
Clearly, Su Mo was not the only one who had noticed the oddity within the Wu Wang Forest.
Su Mo immediately looked towards Wan Cangxin: "You make sense."
Without a master, there are no rules; naturally, there's nothing about orders or prohibitions.
The disciples from Jile Heavenly Palace are scattered throughout Wu Wang Forest, far from each other; and with the Demon Sound playing, no one dares to stop on their own accord.
After all, the effect of this thing on them has already been witnessed by Su Mo and others.
