"Brother, why do I feel waves of Yin soul aura coming from that direction?"
Just as Qin Fengming and the two others were at a loss, Bing'er suddenly furrowed her brows slightly. Pointing toward the southwest with a grave expression, she spoke in a solemn tone.
"Yin soul aura? This place is the Sea of No Hope. How could Yin soul aura exist here?"
Upon hearing Bing'er's words, Qin Fengming and the two others were simultaneously startled. Their divine senses swiftly probed in the direction Bing'er indicated, and they concentrated on examining it carefully. Yet, to their speechless dismay, even Qin Fengming's powerful divine sense, which was comparable to that of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, failed to discover the slightest trace.
Bing'er possessed the Young Tai Sui Soul Physique, so she was naturally several times more sensitive to Yin soul aura than Qin Fengming and the two others.
After staring into the distance for a moment, Qin Fengming still failed to sense anything unusual. Even so, he did not dare lower his guard. With a wave of his hand, the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation appeared around him.
Upon this vast ocean, human cultivators seemed truly tiny. The slightest carelessness could bring the danger of death right before their eyes.
Just as Qin Fengming activated the formation, several extremely immense energy fluctuations suddenly appeared in his divine sense. As those energy fluctuations manifested, three figures appeared two or three hundred miles away after only a moment.
"Judging by the look of it, two Yin Ghost Realm cultivators are actually pursuing a Demon Cultivator from the sea."
As the three streaks of light gradually approached, Qin Fengming finally imprinted the situation of the three people into his mind.
"Ah, Brother, there seems to be an extremely vast amount of Yin energy