RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!
The violent tremors came as quickly as they went. The strange young man glanced at Ye Wushuang, then left without a word.
Ye Wushuang's brow was tightly furrowed. The Cultivation of that young man just now was terrifying, giving him a powerful sense of danger even more intense than the threat posed by the strongest Disciples like Yang Dingtian.
"Brother Ye, what's wrong?" Xiang Tianxiao and the others looked at Ye Wushuang. Their Divine Sense was not as monstrously powerful as his, so they were unaware of the scene that had unfolded dozens of miles away.
Ye Wushuang didn't plan on explaining. "It's nothing," he said. "Let's go."
The others didn't press for details and continued forward, their hearts growing even more vigilant.
The deeper they ventured into the Undying Ghost Abyss, the denser the Yin and Ghostly Killing Qi became, beginning to affect everyone's consciousness.
