บท 527: Long Fall (1)

It was as if a thousand bells and drums were ringing in his ears at the same time.

Around him, the chaotic voices from an unknown distance overlapped, causing his eardrums to hurt and his head to hurt.

This was only in the relatively empty and lonely Netherworld Illusion.

If it was the continent of the Nine Provinces, the sound that was everywhere could really pierce through one's brain with just sound.

Even if Jiang Li used the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra, the situation was only slightly better. He could barely recognize some of the thousands of voices, but he was still unable to eliminate the chaotic and terrible influence.

Jiang Li was not in a hurry to remove the dog ears. While enduring the noise that was enough to make people go crazy, he pondered why such a situation had happened.

This artifact was tainted with an ominous aura because of the material. If he forcefully used it, it would cause damage to his hearing and subtly affect his mind.