"Let me try communicating with the Mountain God again!"
With that, he stepped out of the temple and set up a makeshift magic platform using stones, lighting incense he had prepared in advance from his bag, and then began performing the Nuodance, pinching the spell.
The ancient Witch Sound echoed, and Lv San, smelling the incense, slowly rolled his eyes back as his movements grew more intense, seeming to enter a kind of sleepwalking state.
After a while, he suddenly shouted, stumbling and falling to the ground, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, looking around in confusion.
"What happened?"
Li Yan hurried forward to help him up.
Lv San panted heavily, in disbelief, saying, "I seemed to sense something, but was interrupted by a sound."
"What sound?"
"Like some kind of instrument, yes, the sound of a chime!"
"A chime?"
