The silent forbidden zone turned eerie as the haunting melody drifted through.
The ethereal voice brought with it a chilling sensation, freezing the ground in its wake. Blades of grass turned into frosty needles, and towering trees transformed into icy sculptures.
The song seemed to be an intrinsic part of the night, so its presence didn't shatter the silence of this place; instead, it deepened the aura of the forbidden zone.
Xu Qing stood there and listened silently. Some waves rose in his heart as his memories from seven years ago surfaced.
This was the second time he had heard the song.
To scavengers, the singing voice in the forbidden zone was the source of their fear. Those who heard it were basically dead.
However, the current Xu Qing was different from back then.
Back then, he didn't have much strength to protect himself. He could only shiver in the cold and wait for death to arrive.