Dense ferns stretched towards the depths of the mountains along the undulating terrain. The vegetation was lush, and the sound of insects was incessant. Occasionally, the fluttering of birds' wings and the crawling of insects and snakes could be heard.
Under the dim glow of the stars and moon, Feng Qing'an saw the forest shrouded in the dark night. He felt like he was in the depths of a vast forest. Yet in the darkness, there seemed to be endless ghosts and ghouls hiding, causing one to be apprehensive.
"Roar!"
Black Mountain, venturing into the forest for the first time, let out an intimidating roar due to the completely unfamiliar environment. The aura of a mystical creature immediately permeated the air.
In an instant, the chirping of insects came to an abrupt halt. Birds didn't dare to spread their wings at this time, hiding in their nests, shivering amidst the leaves. Numerous spirits that usually forage at night rigidly froze in place, not daring to move the slightest bit.