Chapitre 508: Failed?

The towering peaks loomed against the night sky, split from the center as if sliced perfectly in half by an unknown force.

The base of the mountain range was encircled by a vast clearing, a stark contrast to the dense jungle that cloaked the surrounding landscape in shadows and mystery.

Under the silvery light of the moon, the air, which had been eerily calm, suddenly began to grow faster. Gentle breezes turned into powerful winds, and within moments, the calm night transformed into a growing tempest.

The walls of the two peaks and the surrounding ground pulsed with a dense, vibrant wind law, and the very earth trembled as if the island itself were shuddering in anticipation.

A circular cyclone of green and cyan wind began to form, its power tearing the ground apart with relentless force.