Chapter 148 A Natural Soundwave Execution Ground

Chapter 148 A Natural Soundwave Execution Ground

"Boom—"

Two intertwined figures tumbled down the steep snow slope, finally crashing heavily into a shallow rock depression.

Snowflakes flew everywhere, and the cold wind howled.

This is the bottom of the Valley of Broken Souls.

Looking up, all around are smooth, mirror-like cliffs thousands of feet high, like a giant cage that cuts the sky into a thin white line.

The entire valley has a strange gourd-shaped structure—

It has a small mouth, a large belly, and steep walls.

This unique terrain makes it a deadly place for military strategists, and also a natural and terrifying sound-gathering array.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" "Clang! Clang! Clang!"

At the mouth of the valley, the war drums and gongs of the Northern Rong people were still being struck tirelessly.

The sound rushed in through the narrow vent, struck the smooth rock wall, and instead of dissipating, it bounced back, colliding, overlapping, and bouncing again with the newly arriving sound waves.

The originally dull drumbeats were amplified dozens of times here.

It's like hundreds of strongmen, wielding enormous iron hammers, no longer beating a drum, but directly striking a person's heart and eardrums.

The air was vibrating, the snow was vibrating, even the rocks underfoot were vibrating.

"vomit--!"

As soon as he landed, before he could even stand up straight, Pei Yunjing suddenly turned to the side and let out a painful retching sound.

He couldn't vomit anything, only large gulps of acidic water and bile.

The intense dizziness made him feel as if he had been thrown into a wildly spinning millstone, and his brains were about to be flung out.

"Your Highness!"

Ignoring her scrapes, Tangli crawled over on all fours.

When she saw Pei Yunjing's face clearly, tears welled up instantly.

That's terrible.

Pei Yunjing knelt in the snow, his hands tightly covering his ears, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Between his fingers, streaks of bright red blood slowly flowed down the back of his hand, dripping onto the pristine white snow—a shocking sight.

My eardrum... ruptured.

Even Tang Li, a normal person, felt her heart pounding and felt nauseous at that moment.

Not to mention Pei Yunjing, whose five senses are overloaded and whose hearing is a hundred times more acute than that of ordinary people.

At this moment, this place is more than just a battlefield for him.

This is the execution ground, a purgatory specifically designed to exploit his weaknesses and torture him to death.

"Pei Yunjing...don't listen...don't listen..."

Tang Li panicked. She reached out her hand, trembling, wanting to cover his ears as she used to, trying to release a calming aura.

However, just as her hand was about to touch him...

"Get out of my way!"

Pei Yunjing seemed to have been burned, his body trembled violently, and he subconsciously waved his hand to push him away.

"Bang!"

Tangli was pushed and slammed into the rock behind her, her back aching.

But she ignored the pain and looked at Pei Yunjing in astonishment: "Your Highness? It's me! I'm Tang Li!"

Pei Yunjing didn't look at her. He remained kneeling, his hands covering his ears, his body swaying violently as if he would collapse at any moment.

He slowly raised his head, and his phoenix eyes, which were usually able to accurately capture her figure, were now chaotic and murky, without any focus.

"Who are you……"

Pei Yunjing's voice was so hoarse it was almost unrecognizable, as if he were holding a mouthful of blood:

"Don't touch me..."

"It's so noisy...it's making noise everywhere..."

He gasped for breath, his eyes darting around blankly, finally settling on the direction of the pear tree, but it was as if he were looking at a blurry shadow:

"I...cannot hear who you are."

Tang Li's heart sank instantly.

His auditory system had been completely disrupted by the combined attack of the poisonous smoke and sound waves.

He couldn't recognize her voice, and perhaps he wouldn't even recognize her face due to the hallucinogenic effects of the toxic smoke.

In this secluded valley of death, the Black Armor Guard was completely wiped out.

Pei Yunjing, their only support, is gradually turning into a blind, deaf, and incoherent madman.

"Thump—!!!"

Another loud bang, amplified by the echo.

Pei Yunjing groaned, curling up in pain on the snow, his fingers digging deep, bloody scratches into the hard, frozen ground.

"Kill me...stop this sound..."

He muttered to himself and even began banging his head against the cold rocks, trying to distract himself from the excruciating pain in his mind with physical pain.

"Pei Yunjing! No!"

Tangli rushed over and used her hands to cushion his self-harm on the rock.

She looked at the man struggling in despair, listened to the death-stricken drumbeats outside, and a resolute glint flashed in her eyes.

These Northern Rong beasts had no intention of leaving Pei Yunjing a complete corpse.

They want to drive him insane, to make him end his own life amidst this endless noise!