Even as the Mountain God emerged from the mist, his true form remained hidden...shrouded in divine fog and a blinding luminescence that warped space itself. Only a vague silhouette could be seen: a towering being whose very presence made the air heavy, freezing everything it touched. The light around him shimmered like living frost, radiating waves of Divine Ice Qi that made even breathing painful.
Lucas felt it first...the oppressive, suffocating aura that threatened to crush his lungs. His spatial Qi flickered erratically, reacting to the sheer might of the entity before them. Every living thing in the vicinity...beast or human...instinctively bowed or trembled.
Lira and the other girls fell to their knees, unable to remain standing under such pressure. The Divine Beast's voice echoed through the fog, not spoken but resonating directly into their minds...a voice ancient, resonant, and filled with both fury and sorrow.
