Chapter 38 The Killing Trap Begins

Chapter 38 The Killing Trap Begins

"when--!!!"

A resounding gong, imbued with profound inner strength, echoed through the narrow valley.

This sound was no longer a simple musical instrument sound; it was activated by a special sonic technique, making it sharp, piercing, and extremely penetrating, like countless red-hot steel needles that, through the transmission of the rain, precisely pierced into the carriage.

Immediately afterwards.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The sound of bone whistles echoed from the surrounding dense forest.

The extremely high-frequency, shrill sound, similar to fingernails scratching a blackboard, wove together an impenetrable sonic killing net amidst the thunder and rain.

The Empress Dowager played a very ruthless game.

She didn't need a massive army; she only needed to seize Pei Yunjing's one fatal weakness—

Five senses overload.

"Ugh—!!!"

Inside the carriage, Pei Yunjing let out an extremely shrill scream.

That kind of pain transcends the limits of the body; it is a slow, agonizing torture that directly affects the nerves and the soul.

The rationality that Tang Li had been able to barely suppress completely collapsed in that instant.

"Get out of here! All of you get out of here! It's so noisy!"

Pei Yunjing abruptly pushed Tangli away from his arms, clutching his head tightly with both hands, his nails digging deep into his scalp, as if he wanted to crush his head, which was about to explode.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, staining the brocade curtains of the carriage red.

Even more terrifying, two lines of shocking tears of blood flowed down his tightly closed eyes.

Next came the nostrils, the cochlea...

Blood was flowing from all seven orifices!

"Your Highness!"

Tang Li was pushed and slammed against the car wall. Ignoring the excruciating pain in her back, she stared in horror at the scene before her.

At this moment, Pei Yunjing had lost all trace of the regent's majesty.

He was like a wild beast trapped in a sonic trap, struggling to survive, his face covered in blood, veins bulging, looking as ferocious as a vengeful ghost.

"Boom—!"

Before Tang Li could react, a loud crash came from outside the carriage.

It wasn't thunder, but... an explosion!

Although it was only a small-scale black powder explosion, it was enough to startle the horses.

"Hiss—!"

The four pure black horses, startled and driven mad, neighed and broke free of their reins, pulling the broken carriage shaft as they charged toward the cliff.

The out-of-control carriage, propelled by inertia, overturned violently on the muddy mountain road.

"Bang!"

The train carriage was torn to pieces.

Tang Li felt dizzy and was thrown out, landing heavily in the cold mud.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ignoring the excruciating pain all over her body, she wiped the mud off her face and looked up.

The three hundred black-armored guards who had been protecting the carriage were now scattered by a large number of black-clad assassins who appeared out of nowhere.

"Protect the prince! There's gunpowder! Watch out—!"

"Over there! Chase them!"

Although the Black Armor Guards were well-trained, their opponents were clearly prepared.

Several explosions rocked in the distance, and the constant stream of arrows fired from the dense forest, along with the sonic booms creating noise, lured the main force of the Black Armor Guards in the opposite direction.

A diversionary tactic!

At this moment, beside the overturned carriage, only a desolate vacuum remained.

Besides the pear tree, there was only that man lying in the mud.

"Kill...kill..."

Pei Yunjing knelt in the mud, using the "Zhanwang" sword in his hand to support his body and keep from falling.

The torrential rain washed away the blood on his body, but it couldn't wash away the roar in his mind.

In his world, there was no longer sky, no longer earth, and no longer rain.

There was only a thick, unyielding crimson.

The sounds of gongs and bone whistles in his ears transformed into the roars of countless evil spirits, devouring his brain.

"ah--!!!"

Pei Yunjing roared to the sky in anguish, brandishing his long sword and slashing aimlessly at the air.

"Die! All of you, die!"

The sword energy swept across the land, cleaving the surrounding trees in half.

He's gone mad.

At this moment, he could no longer distinguish between the tree, the person, and the "medicinal ingredient" that had always been with him.

In his perception, all living things around him were sources of noise and enemies that had to be destroyed.

Tangli lay in the grass, watching the man who was going berserk like a demon, and her heart turned cold.

It's all over.

The Black Armor Guards were lured away, and Pei Yunjing was crippled.

In the shadows of the dense forest, several masked assassins wielding gongs and sharp knives were trudging through the mud, approaching the area step by step as if eyeing their prey.

Instead of taking action, they continued to strike their gongs, cruel smiles on their faces.

That's a playful game of cat and mouse.

They want to torture this war god of the Great Sheng Dynasty to death with their voices!

"This is not an assassination at all..."

Tang Li gripped the dagger hidden in her sleeve, her trembling body trembling, and bit her lip until it bled.

"This is... torture."