The cold wind howled through the pitch-black fissure.
"It's getting colder and colder."
Chu Xiu discovered that in this abyss, besides the depth, the movement of the water level seemed to affect the concentration of Yin Qi.
They had just approached the place where the bell tolled, and the concentration of Yin Qi began to rise sharply.
Even...
Chu Xiu's Divine Sense captured several ghosts clinging to the nearby stone walls, curiously observing Chu Xiu and his companion.
It seemed that it had been too long since living creatures appeared on this land.
Chu Xiu also scanned them with his Divine Sense. Any one of these creatures had reached General Tier, and unlike ordinary ghosts, they lived in places rich in Yin Qi, having condensed their soul bodies into something tangible, looking no different from normal creatures.
Chu Xiu flicked his fingers, and in an instant, several spears made of Demonic Qi shot toward those ghosts.
