In the dark night, a sharp cry suddenly erupted from Cui Niannu's mouth, piercing the ears of everyone present.
Those with cultivation could remain calm, but the princes and princesses were terrified, covering their ears tightly. Even so, the shrieking sound still stabbed in like needles, forcing Zhao Hu'er and others to plead, "Stop shouting!"
Several members of the Ming Cult, hearing the sound, became fierce-looking.
Even Wanyan Zongjun and Fang La, upon hearing the wail, couldn't help but have their facial muscles twitching, tempted to join in the scream with Cui Niannu.
There seemed to be a kind of magic in Cui Niannu's wail, stirring a certain emotion deep within them, but fortunately, both were top-notch experts and managed to resist the impulse.
Seeing the situation of the three, Shen Yue couldn't help but think of the lone wolf's howl at the moon and the scene of a pack of wolves howling in unison, marveling silently.
