The living beings were not unaware of his call.
On the contrary, they seemed unusually "agitated."
The gray mice squeezed tighter in the depths of their burrows, the sable let out uneasy low cries, and the vultures circled restlessly, unwilling to land...
An indescribable fear permeated every corner of this wilderness. All the living creatures were afraid of something, so much so that they did not dare to respond to Lv San.
Lv San suddenly opened his eyes, his expression grave.
He stopped chanting, grabbed a handful of cold snow and pressed it against his face, his voice carrying a hint of dryness: "Something's not right...very wrong."
"All the living creatures in the mountains are here, but they're scared to death, as if being relentlessly driven and suppressed by something, they don't even dare to show themselves, let alone respond to my call."
"In these mountains...there's something more ferocious hidden! It is driving and suppressing the very 'spirit' of these mountains!"
