Even a demon would know that such a fragile device should be kept in a safer, more protected location.
Fang Zhen scanned his surroundings, trying to find where the energy-providing device was located.
Just then, a deep roar echoed across the battlefield, like rolling thunder.
The sound was on par with Fang Zhen's Source Power Thunder Sound, seeming to bypass the eardrums and vibrate the heart directly.
This deep roar made every human's heart feel as if it had been squeezed by a hand.
It was like being pressed down by something, their spirits sinking into a heavy, oppressive fear.
However, several people on the field were unaffected by the sound, and Fang Zhen was naturally one of them.
'Is this a Spiritual Power attack?' Fang Zhen wondered.
He had also sensed that something was wrong with the roar; it seemed to be some kind of skill that instilled oppression and fear in people.
