Yin Suhun

The beads had changed from bluish-black to inky black, and they had grown a size larger, each about as big as a big toe. A faint black vapor seeped from their surfaces—dense yin energy, resentment, killing intent, and sword qi.

Jiang Ping'an examined the insides of the black beads with his Spiritual Sense and discovered in surprise that each bead actually contained a tiny, extremely incomplete Remnant Soul.

Could these black beads restore a Sword Wraith? he wondered inwardly.

At that moment, Yu Lianhua said, "Although we're temporarily safe, this black mist is highly corrosive and constantly drains our spiritual power. We can't stay trapped here forever."

As she spoke, she suddenly recalled something and asked, "Didn't you look into Vengeful Sword Valley before? Didn't you know it becomes extremely dangerous at night? If you'd told me earlier, we wouldn't still be in Vengeful Sword Valley at this hour."

"I did look into it, but the information I received said that the Sword Wraiths in Vengeful Sword Valley would only grow two or three tenths stronger at night. That's normal—things like wraiths are at their peak after dark. I never expected them to become this much stronger," Jiang Ping'an replied. "The intelligence never mentioned the mist turning into black fog and scrambling cultivators' sense of direction."

After hearing Jiang Ping'an's explanation, Yu Lianhua no longer blamed him. She pondered, "Perhaps the information you got is outdated. Something has clearly changed in Vengeful Sword Valley."

"That makes sense," Jiang Ping'an agreed.

After that, both fell silent, each considering how to get out. Jiang Ping'an was thinking about how to lead Yu Lianhua away while concealing the fact that his Spiritual Sense was even stronger than hers.

A moment later, Jiang Ping'an suddenly thought of something. *This black mist is indeed greatly