The evil spirits inside the city gate retreated, the ones besieging the Cavalry Group also pulled back; all of them rushed toward the ancient zither, but the ghost soldiers still didn't dare move, because the scene was just too weird.
"Lin Tian, the music works!" Zhang Lingyu said in surprise.
"Yeah, it works, but the evil spirits aren't dealt with yet. Xuanxuan can't keep playing forever." Lin Tian was the calmest one, there was even killing intent flashing in his eyes.
The evil spirits kept gathering; the ones in the back were blocked, constantly squeezing forward. Some jumped up, riding on other evil spirits. More and more jumped, and soon a little hill of evil spirits piled up at the base of the city wall.
Every one of them tried to climb upward, evil spirits stacking like a human ladder, climbing over each other, following along the city wall, building higher and higher.
