Under the moonlight, foxes wailed mournfully, followed by the cries of other beasts.
It was a scene that truly shook one to the core.
Li Yan and the others stood aside, watching in silence for a long time.
Finally, this unique funeral reached its conclusion.
As the old fox howled, the surrounding yin winds grew stronger, ghostly fires drifted back and forth, and fog enveloped everything, making the moonlight seem dense and heavy.
The nearby wild beasts, as if pardoned, dispersed one after the other.
Their spirituality was still insufficient; they had only come under the coercion of the ghost fox, and once the event concluded, they naturally fled the site swiftly.
As the yin fog dispersed, the body of the Fox Immortal vanished without a trace.
Li Yan and the others understood that the foxes must have hidden the corpse somewhere to prevent it from being tampered with.
