At this moment, the Monkey Wine merely picked up the flute slowly.

The flute was a bamboo flute, and every Witch had one. His was carved by his younger sister Wuya back when he was young and given to him.

However, the Monkey Wine did not like playing the flute. Normally, when casting magic, he would just hold the flute in hand, gently waving it against the wind, and the sound produced by the wind blowing into the flute holes would be enough to help him control the gu.

But this time, he brought the flute to his lips and gently started to play.

In the depths of the ten thousand mountains, the drumming suddenly became heavy and fierce. It was the King of Chaos, casting magic on the other side of the mountain.

The surrounding atmosphere was eerily oppressive, with spectral imagery intensifying several times over in a split second.

Bald Zhang and his eight hundred troops now felt as if every blade of grass and every tree around them had come to life.

Those trees were shifting positions, trapping them in place, and those vines were slowly writhing, coming alive like serpents, attempting to bind them.

And at the same time, the sound of the flute abruptly rose.

Even Hu Ma, who had seen the Monkey Wine play the most, had doubted if he could play the flute. Yet, when the Monkey Wine played, the sound was unexpectedly melodious.

The flute's lamenting, melodious sound instantly soared into the depths of the mountains, blending seamlessly with the wind noise between the mountains.

The Evil Heart Drum played once every two-hours, with each time heavier than the last.

As the night passed, the King of Chaos had beaten the drum ten times. Coupled with the King of Chaos's rage, the drum reached its peak, like a furious wave crashing in.

The mountains and earth collided and pressed, in an instant, a fierce wind whirled in from all around.

The wilderness wind alone made it hard for Bald Zhang and his men to keep their eyes open, making them want to cover their ears.

Yet as soon as the flute started, it instantly shattered the pressing drum sounds all around. Not only did it clear everyone's ears, but it also surged outward immediately.

Even though the flute sound wasn't very loud, and indeed it was beautifully serene, making one feel no power, at that moment, it seemed to become tangible, penetrating the mountains and altering the course among the peaks.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

At this moment, a massive collision sound came from afar.

Some unknown, agonizingly sharp cries seemed to be mixed within it.

Bald Zhang, bravest among them, struggled to open his eyes to see clearly, but what he witnessed was akin to a nightmare. He saw mountains overturning, earth spinning, the starry river of the night sky seeming like it was beneath his feet.

In the next moment, he suddenly saw the endless, dense mountains ahead were on the move.

Like a massive beast startled into fleeing in panic.

What had been no path at all under their feet—just wild grass and strange rocks—suddenly showed a clearly visible stone path stretching to their feet.

It took him a moment to realize that in the ten thousand mountains, changes were happening due to the flute's influence, and the mountains were separating, opening a straight path before them.

And by both sides of the path, valleys appeared one after another, revealing countless figures.

These were Dingzi that the King of Chaos had stationed in the ten thousand mountains, soldiers fixing the Seven Apertures, neck, mountain entrance, heart, and tail spine, but now all appeared in the valleys on both sides, hung dead in those valleys.

He could not comprehend this horrifying scene before him, nor believe that individual prowess could bring such mountains' collapse. Nor did he understand that the logic was immensely simple.

The Evil Heart Drum awoke the ten thousand mountains to consume men.

The Monkey Wine played the flute to overturn the ten thousand mountains. The serpents in the mountains couldn't reverse and bite back, but turning over crushed those who held the Five Points.

At this moment, Bald Zhang could only assume he was having a nightmare and that what he saw around him was a hallucination. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

He could only force himself to follow behind the Monkey Wine, who was playing the flute, step by step, through this straight mountain road, up through the bizarre ten thousand mountains, and looking ahead along this stone path.

At the end, there was a military camp, supporting a large drum.

Before the drum, the King of Chaos was holding a Human Bone Drum Stick, but couldn't strike it anymore.

The drum surface had long since broken, revealing inside a black-brown, lifeless heart.

Not to mention the soldiers deep in the ten thousand mountains, even his bodyguards had blood streaming from their Seven Apertures and lay helpless and disoriented on the ground.

He could only hold the useless drumstick, shouting hoarsely: "Mountain Ghost..."

"Mountain Ghost, you are the Mountain Ghost..."

"..."

To the Witch, a Mountain Ghost was the most terrifying being in legends.

He couldn't understand why such bizarre and frightening changes were happening within these ten thousand mountains.

He could only assume that the legendary Mountain Ghost had revealed itself.

The dignified King of Chaos, Commander of ten thousand soldiers, an Emperor Seed, now was utterly alone, watching the Mountain Ghost in a white robe, playing the flute, walking out of the mountains. As he came closer, the fear in his heart reached its limit.

He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound, wanted to swing the drumstick at him, yet his body wouldn't obey.

Finally, as the white-robed Mountain Ghost with his flute reached him, a tremendous shock surged into his mind.