From the moment this mysterious lord entered Yin Wind Ravine, he seemed to have expended nothing at all. His steps remained steady, his breathing long and even. There was scarcely any fluctuation of Qi Projection around him, yet the violent yin winds nearby would retreat of their own accord—or rather, be "absorbed" by him in some incomprehensible manner.
The contrast only deepened Su Lie's reverence. Several times, he wanted to ask about that purple mushroom or offer more formal thanks, but seeing Lin Chen's unapproachable demeanor and his focus on the road ahead, he swallowed the words each time they reached his lips. He vaguely sensed that this lord did not care about such things.
Lin Chen truly was not paying much attention to the group behind him.
Most of his mind was immersed within his body. The Myriad Dao Furnace operated like a high-speed precision machine, rapidly analyzing and converting the pure yin-cold essence he had gained from refining the Yin Wind Wolves and that energy snake phantom. While this energy was not much when it came to raising his overall cultivation, it was exceptionally pure and contained fragments of energy laws unique to the environment of Yin Wind Ravine.
Like a sponge soaking up water, he absorbed the information within those fragments, refining his understanding and control of yin-cold power. At the same time, he extended a portion of his spiritual sense like invisible tendrils, constantly monitoring the surrounding environment.
Yin Wind Ravine held dangers beyond Yin Wind Wolves alone. Such extreme environments often bred all manner of unpredictable, bizarre entities. Though the return journey appeared much calmer, he did not let down his guard.
After roughly another two hours of travel, the group neared the area where they had encountered the first wave of Yin Wind Wolf