Lucas Shen's breathing became longer and longer. From a few seconds to dozens of seconds, and finally to more than ten minutes. Every time he inhaled, the surrounding fog was instantly sucked away, and he didn't exhale until more than ten minutes later. A strange force stirred the fog within a hundred meters to roll continuously, and the roar continued.
The puppy that was kicked away by Lucas Shen seemed to be knocked unconscious, and only now turned over. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he jumped up with an angry roar, opened his mouth, and pounced on Lucas Shen's neck.
"Puff!" Lucas Shen exhaled in one breath. The little dog screamed and was blown out dozens of meters away. He fell to the ground with a plop, creating a deep snow pit.
The puppy groaned as it climbed out of the snow pit, staggered back, and then stopped dejectedly a few meters away from Lucas Shen.
A faint, strange-sounding Sanskrit chant seemed to have come from the ancient times and floated into Lucas Shen's ears. Along with the strange Sanskrit chant, ancient texts appeared in the depths of Lucas Shen's mind, and each word and each stroke contained a very beautiful rhythm.
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