He continued on, persistently attempting to harness the ability to fly using Death Qi. His movements were clumsy, but he was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Without him realizing, the Death Qi before him grew denser. Even without activating the [Death Omen Eye], his naked eye could perceive massive formations of condensed Death Qi blanketing the path ahead.
Faintly, sounds of sorrowful crying and sobbing seemed to drift from the dark mist.
FLAP—
Several Dead Spirit Crows, under Lu Yuan's control, flapped their wings and darted into the dark mist.
Lu Yuan gathered the Death Qi, and his Lv. 1 [Netherworld Clothing] quietly materialized on his body. It solidified into a thin, translucent film of light. Then, step by step, he slowly walked in.
The map indicated he had now reached an unexplored area. The information transmitted by the Dead Spirit Crows was indistinct, barely allowing Lu Yuan to discern that... This seems to be an abandoned gathering point. Like... a small village?!
