C1197 Ten Moves Chance

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Mozi Xingyun's voice thundered with rage, rolling out like a tidal wave and dissipating into the void.

Han and the other warriors felt a crushing pressure in their chests, as though a sledgehammer had struck them. Their faces paled as they stumbled backward.

But oddly enough, the sound wave traveled far without causing any disturbance