The night was deep, with thick clouds veiling the moonlight, plunging Little Frost Peak into a deathly stillness, both cold and quiet.
Such quietness was not unusual on ordinary nights, but tonight it felt exceptionally strange. A faint trace of blood lingered in the air, unsettlingly palpable.
"Strange, why is Shadow nowhere to be seen?" Every night, Shadow would keep watch at the foot of Little Frost Peak, but tonight he was absent. Lěng Yè felt a surge of doubt and expanded his perception, discovering several unfamiliar fluctuations of Spiritual Power at the summit—fluctuations that had never appeared before.
Chapter 1379