Zhuo Yifan boldly got out of the ground and walked towards the altar in a swaggering manner.

Sure enough, the surveillance feeling from the void appeared again, but it only stayed on him for a moment before moving away again, as if it recognized that he was one of its own.

Zhuo Yifan was secretly proud, because only the alien beasts turned into human forms, and he had never heard of anyone turning into an alien beast.

This reminded him of Sun Wukong in Chinese myths and legends. Are his seventy-two transformations an illusion, or are they directly transformed from cell genes like his own?

Zhuo Yifan dared to conclude that as long as his cultivation level was high enough, it would not be impossible to truly achieve the level of Sun Wukong.

As Zhuo Yifan walked, he was distracted by studying the [Soul-Taking Drum].

The soul-stirring drum is said to be refined from the skin and soul of mythical beasts. Not only does it have the function of confusing people's hearts, it can attack alone, but it can also unleash a terrifying secret skill that directly induces the enemy's blood essence and controls the heart until it bursts.

When one drum sounds, the soul of the dead is extinguished; when the second drum sounds, everything becomes silent, which is very scary.

After Zhuo Yifan took it by force, he never understood the mystery behind it.

In his hands, the drum was no different from an ordinary rattle.

At this moment, he transformed into a fox clan, and of course he wanted to try to see if he could trigger this artifact.

The power of the drum was still fresh in his memory, and he was still frightened.

If Yuzun used it, Zhuo Yifan would not even have the slightest chance.

Of course, now Zhuo Yifan's heart is stronger, but he never wants to try that feeling again.

The power of the soul covered it, but the snare drum had no reaction.

Zhuo Yifan thought over and over again, from the leather to the small hammer, but found nothing. If he hadn't snatched it from Yuchan himself, he would have almost doubted whether it was a small toy that was casually discarded on the roadside.

But Zhuo Yifan is a stubborn person and will never give up until he finds out the reason. He is not lonely along the way.

The entire Wanli area was like a dead land, and Zhuo Yifan was the only living creature, not even a small flying insect.

Those strange beasts did not rush out of the secret realm and wreak havoc as Zhuo Yifan thought. Instead, they disappeared and looked for traces.

This made Zhuo Yifan a little uneasy.

Everything was completely silent, and Zhuo Yifan could even clearly hear the beating of his own heart, which seemed to be very regular.

An idea flashed in his mind.

frequency!

Yes, it’s frequency!

The reason why the [Soul-Taking Drum] can arouse the heart and match its beating, making it impossible to control it, is that the most important factor is the frequency.’

It emits a strange fluctuation frequency, which forcibly matches the target's heart frequency and fluctuates with it.

Zhuo Yifan controlled the devil's heart and began to recall the original fluctuations.

The simulated memory ability of the Devil's Heart was abnormal, and soon, Zhuo Yifan reproduced the original fluctuation frequency.

Zhuo Yifan's body shook and he showed an incredible look.

He discovered that this kind of fluctuation actually caused his own mind to fluctuate, forming a wonderful resonance.

At this moment, the heart and soul merged perfectly for the first time, becoming one.

This was the first time Zhuo Yifan felt so warm and natural.

In the past, because of the special nature of the devil's heart, he always had the feeling that it was not a part of his body, but a strange individual residing in his body. He had his own instinctive consciousness, and would even leave after the owner died, choosing

new owner.

Although this kind of thing won't happen until the master dies, it still feels a little uncomfortable and there is a sense of alienation.

Now, the fluctuations of the mind and the fluctuations of the heart are completely consistent, and this gap seems to disappear all of a sudden.

Just like Zhuo Yifan established a spiritual force field to communicate with his believers, in an instant, everyone understood each other and became like a family.

And this strange frequency is even more controlled by Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan was trembling with fear. For the first time in his life, he felt so nervous. It was like walking on a tightrope. If he wasn't careful, he would be doomed.

Obviously, this kind of fluctuation is not strong, so why does it bring such a fatal threat?

Zhuo Yifan's heart was full of doubts and shock. Although he had received the inheritance of countless great powers from the Source Clan, even the True God had never raised this issue.

Zhuo Yifan was sweating profusely, and he actually felt fear.

A ridiculous, self-inflicted fear.

He stopped slowly, as if he was holding a unique treasure for fear of falling.

The devil's heart was still beating lightly as always, but Zhuo Yifan seemed to be possessed, always trying to fit in with his heart involuntarily.

Zhuo Yifan was puzzled.

Finally, he could no longer hold back his curiosity and started simulating it again.

This time, he was obviously more proficient than the first time, and he soon entered the state. The devil's heart and soul established a strange force field, trembling slightly, as if summoning something.

Zhuo Yifan reached his soul and gently beat the [Soul-Taking Drum] with very little force, completely following the frequency of the fluctuations of his soul, as if he was playing a concerto.

The [Soul-Taking Drum] that had been unresponsive this time vibrated slightly, sending out a strange wave that actually intersected with Zhuo Yifan's spiritual force field, causing a ripple.

Although it was only a small fluctuation, Zhuo Yifan broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if he was playing with a nuclear bomb as a table tennis ball.

But obviously, the force field built by Zhuo Yifan is still relatively stable. After the drum sound fluctuation was added, it did not cause a collapse. On the contrary, it directly increased a lot, making the force field stronger.

Zhuo Yifan was surprised, but he felt happy and gently beat the [Soul-Taking Drum] again.

This time, a stronger wave came, but it was still perfectly resolved by Zhuo Yifan. This wave was also integrated and became a part of Zhuo Yifan's control.

Zhuo Yifan felt doubtful in his heart. This seemed to be completely different from Yu Chan's use!

Although I don't know what the force field I unintentionally constructed does, but it must be a good thing to get an increase.

He became more and more proficient, and gently touched the [Soul-Taking Drum] again, integrating the strange fluctuations into his own force field.

The thrill of walking on a tightrope and performing a show makes Zhuo Yifan never get tired of it.

He discovered that he turned out to be a person with a strong risk-taking factor in his heart.

The force field slowly grew, becoming stronger and stronger.

Zhuo Yifan was looking forward to it more and more.

He didn't realize the attack power of [Soul-Taking Drum], but this auxiliary function gave him a surprise.
Chapter completed!