After a slight hesitation, black light flashed over Lin Xuan, and his entire figure blurred once more. Like a wandering ghost, he trailed far behind them.
The reason he dared to be so bold was, first, because he had the Hidden Spirit Pill and trusted in the marvels of his aura-concealing technique; second, because in Yin Corpse Valley, corpse fog filled the air, making cultivators' divine sense extremely unreliable, to say nothing of their eyes. Even if the other party was at Core Condensation, the range their divine sense could cover was only a little over ten zhang. As long as he was careful, there was absolutely no way he would be discovered!
There were still several doubts in his mind, so Lin Xuan did not want to leave so easily.
Following the two of them, he arrived at a sheer cliff several li away. Nothing grew around the cliff; there was only an enormous cave several zhang wide, so deep its bottom could not be seen.
This was the zombie lair the two had attacked earlier, and also the largest one in Yin Corpse Valley.
Compared to the corpse fog coiling outside, the air inside was actually a little clearer. Lin Xuan tilted his head, a thoughtful look appearing on his face.
Then, as if sensing something, he exerted a slight force underfoot and swiftly drifted behind a huge rock more than ten zhang away.
"Senior Brother, there are only some scattered spiritual artifacts here, but no corpses. What do you think is going on?" The female cultivator's voice carried surprise.
"It is somewhat strange. Logically speaking, although these zombies devour the flesh and blood of the living, there should still be remains no matter what. Could it be that the two martial nephews did not meet with disaster?"