Minghe was far more familiar with the environment of the North Sea than Qin Yi. Not only did she have her sect's exploration records from over the years, she also had her own sense of the Yin Underworld.
In truth, even the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace could not confirm the entrance to Yang Valley. Its distortions and overlaps were too deeply concealed; even Xi Yue had never been there. Yet Minghe happened to sense something.
No matter how secretive Yang Valley was, it could not be wholly without the slightest leak. At the point of overlap, void lightning flashed chaotically, forming a twisted tear in space that was originally a natural barrier. Yet Humble Origins had sensed the nearby aura through the electric current of that lightning intent, feeling as though the meaning of sunrise lurked within, and reported it to Qin Yi.
What Minghe sensed was that void, cleaved apart like the Yin Underworld itself, much like the space where Meng Qingying had ambushed her before.
Thus, no place was absolutely secret. There were several different ways to perceive them, after all.
In the North Sea, Minghe sensed even more than others: an abyss where Netherworld Intent was at its strongest and spatial overlaps were even more warped... the very place of the Devil Master that the ice demons had previously assumed she would head straight for. But Minghe was no longer a novice fresh from the thatched gate. She was cautious now, too. Knowing such a place would surely be fraught with danger, she had no plans to probe it directly for the time being.
Yang Valley did not give her much of a sense of danger, so she could explore it first.
Upon reaching the vicinity and seeing lightning blocking the way, a faint smile instead appeared