The night fog swirled, a solitary mountain peak eerily looming in the mysterious night.
A haunting howl came from the beneath the mountain's depths, sending chills down the spine.
The bitter winds howled furiously, hitting Chu Mu's face, tousling his hair...
Chu Mu sat on the edge of a cliff, legs hanging down, gazing into the distant east. On Chu Mu's lap, Little Mo Xie with her silver-fluff dancing in the wind lay quietly, occasionally lifting her head to look at the silent Chu Mu, then lowering her head and emitting a low "woo woo" murmur.
"Seal Soul Pet, self-destruction!"
Like a howling wind, these words constantly swirled around Chu Mu's ears. This sense of desolation and shock kept Chu Mu's heart unsettled for a long time.
Sealed soul pets, in a state of summoning, wholly occupied the soul of the Soul Pet Masters. If sealed within a prison unable to return to its master's soul space, only death could completely release the Soul Master's soul.
