My feet sank deep into the ground, but I still felt it was difficult to support myself.

At this moment, I screamed in my heart at the top of my lungs, "Tongzi, no, Brother Tongzi, please show up! I've really reached my limit."

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and despair.

"You didn't say that this golden bracelet could trap the immortal, but in this situation."

What should I do if I can’t even get close to the gold bracelet?

Brother Tongzi, you can't just watch me die here!

My voice was filled with tears and my body was shaking from the excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

"At this moment, a miracle occurred. The sound waves that had been hitting like a violent storm seemed to have weakened slightly."

It's no longer as violent as before.

I could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in my body, which was almost dried up, seemed to have gotten a chance to breathe.

It is no longer like a taut bowstring that could break at any time, and has eased a little.

I forced myself to support my exhausted body, raised my head with difficulty, and looked at the young man in white opposite me.

I saw that he was still immersed in playing, with the jade flute across his lips and his posture was outstanding.

Listening carefully, it turns out that the music he plays has a unique rhythm.

When the sound is high-pitched and sharp, the sound waves carry a powerful attack force.

However, when the tune turns low and gentle, the power of the sound waves is obviously weakened and no longer so strong.

My heart moved and I quickly took this opportunity to calm myself down.

He secretly gathered the remaining spiritual power in his body, his brain working rapidly, thinking of a countermeasure.

Suddenly, an idea came to me, since the attack of sound waves is related to the pitch of the music.

Then can I take advantage of this gap in rhythm to let the golden bracelet break through the defense?

I took a deep breath, tried to calm my breathing, and listened attentively to the changes in the melody of the song.

When the tune turns lower again.

I hurriedly wrapped my spiritual power around the gold bracelet as tightly as a silk thread.

At the same time, he controlled the golden bracelet to draw a strange arc in the air.

He tried to bypass the frontal area where the sound waves were most concentrated and approach the young man in white from the side.

I carefully controlled the flight trajectory of the bracelet, and every step forward took a huge amount of effort.

Ah, that's almost there.

I stared at the increasingly narrow gap between the bracelet and the musical note barrier.

I was extremely nervous because I knew this was my only chance of survival.