Corpse King

Everyone ignored Lord Luo's words. There was movement in the grave aside from the rhythm playing. It surged into the various ancient corpses, especially the corpse king. The corpse king seemed to have come alive. A terrifying storm of rhythm emanated from his body and spread outward quickly.

In an instant, the storm of rhythm enveloped the entire space. Everyone was within the domain of this rhythm. The rhythm was formless, yet its effect could be felt by all the cultivators present.

The cultivators examined their surroundings. They could sense the omnipresent rhythm. Their eardrums vibrated with the rhythm; they formed some resonance with the music. It was as though their spiritual souls were invaded by it. Extreme grief welled up inside of them. They could feel despair and sorrow from deep within their souls.