A gust of wind blew past. Leaves rustled, and the churning fog seemed to give off a sinister chill.
Lin Yi had climbed mountains before, feeling the rhythm of wind sweeping through the forests on the slopes and summits. That was the mountain forest breathing, filled with the mountain's vitality.
But in this dense forest in the fog-shrouded Mountainous Region, Lin Yi felt cut off from the world. Beyond deathly silence and a sinister chill, he could not sense anything "alive."
This mountain... was like something dead.
"Rustle, rustle..."
His ears picked up a faint noise hidden within the rustling of the forest.
Night-Walking Species!
Deep within the fog, layer upon layer of lush foliage lay like overlapping nets, finally blocking out the sunlight. Something furtive clearly lurked in that area, entrenched there year-round...
As though sensing an invasion of their territory, they slowly writhed out, their bodies rubbing against dead leaves and damp old bark with a rustling sound.
Lin Yi looked toward the source of that sensation. His gaze pierced the drifting forest miasma and thick fog, revealing the shapes of those things.
Wait...
Were those... Night-Walking Species?
Lin Yi focused his gaze, only then managing to glimpse some of what lay within.
They seemed to be things that he could not distinguish as human or giant snake. He could not tell whether their substance was that of Sculptures or Impersonators, either. All he could say was that they resembled lifeforms in some flowing solid-liquid mixed state...
Like a puddle of viscous liquid, they slowly writhed their way out.
Lin Yi did not even know whether to call it "it" or "them." That thing looked like the product of who knew how many Night-Walking Species and Impersonators fusing together.
"B-Brother Xian..." Mao Feiyang could not help reaching for