This sound is not heard through the ears.
It's like something all-pervasive, entering through his skin, pores, and even his breath, making one's heart inexplicably restless.
He took two deep breaths and quickly sealed his senses with his spiritual power.
He even released his spiritual power, forming a defensive spirit shield around him.
At the moment the sound was blocked, he suddenly opened his eyes. The sound of striking the zither on the outskirts of the City Lord Mansion re-entered his ears, and that inexplicable feeling vanished without a trace.
Indeed, there is a problem here; the sound of striking the zither is meant to deal with something else.
Shang Yanting withdrew his spiritual power and glanced at Jia Xitong, who was also meditating, worried that she might be affected as well.
Some people can't sleep in a noisy environment; some people can't practice in a noisy environment.
