The wailing was not continuous.
Instead, it came in waves, like the tide, surging and receding.
Every surge felt like thousands of steel needles piercing the eardrums, drilling straight into the brain.
Every retreat left a buzzing echo in the mind, like countless flies flapping their wings.
Xianxia / Drama
Xuanhuan / Romance
Horror / Xianxia
Harem / Sci-fi
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
Mature / Xuanhuan
Xianxia / Comedy
LitRPG / Fantasy
Mecha / Sci-fi