Yin Mountain Range, Loujin Peak, Sky Shrieking Cliff.
Clouds drift mysteriously, silver leaves flutter, above hangs a grand moon shining in the sky, the Star River dazzling, like a celestial Blessed Land.
But as the gaze sweeps downward, using this giant peak as the epicenter, amid the Yin Mountain Range, in the whistling mountains and forests, huge Demon Dogs howl at the moon.
"Woo woo"
A dense forest of dark green eyes shines as the night descends, massive bodies shuttle between the silver light and white trees, booming through the mountains, as if searching for something.
And on Sky Shrieking Cliff, a series of low, gloomy roars sound, like enraged dogs with bristling fur.
"Nothing here either!"
"Nothing there either."
"Where are those guys hiding after all?"
On Sky Shrieking Cliff, moonlight pours down, the Yin Mountain Demon, feeling old and talkative, raises his hands like afterimages grasping at the touchable firmament, booming as the heavens tremble
