"The Yin spirits here are rampant, different from those seen in the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea, even more violent. After passing through this place, there are only two more to go."
As Lin Chang'an continued to delve deeper, gusts of ghost wind whipped up in the sky.
This is ghost wind; cultivators with weaker cultivation or injuries can clearly feel their vitality weakening under its influence.
The ghost wind erodes a cultivator's life force; if an ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator encounters it here, a gust would turn them into a Yin corpse in no time.
Even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator can only hold out a little longer.
"Roar!"
As he continued deeper, the rampant Yin spirits and the terrifying beings like Yin corpses formed from cultivators who died here over the ages appeared.
Although the Phoenix Cry Bird disliked this place, it showed a look of greed in the face of the Yin spirits and Yin corpses.
