"Fellow Daoists, the spatial restriction at the entrance to the Yellow Springs Secret Realm has finally stabilized. Today is the time for everyone to join forces. Please follow this old man there."
Three days later, just as Qin Fengming and the others were sitting cross-legged in meditation at a certain location, a voice reached their ears. The voice was not loud, yet more than a thousand cultivators within a radius of several dozen li heard it clearly.
All of them were peak Ghost Commanders, so naturally, none opened their mouths to ask questions. They rose one after another without making the slightest commotion. Although there was a hint of anticipation on their faces, nervousness was also plain to see.
After the time it took to finish a cup of tea, a vast valley appeared before them.
The yin energy within this valley was so dense that it had reached a terrifying level. Wherever the eye could see, tiny particles floated everywhere. These particles were formed from incomparably viscous, refined yin energy.
Standing within the valley, they hardly needed to circulate their cultivation arts; their bodies could absorb several times more yin energy than they could during ordinary cultivation.
Cultivating in such an environment would absolutely be several times faster than cultivating anywhere else.
Exclamations rose without end from the crowd, but the two Great Cultivators from Yellow Springs Palace showed no unusual expression. They glanced at the people behind them, their gazes turning solemn, and said, "Fellow Daoists, the yin energy here is extremely strange. Although it is incomparably dense, it contains a hidden affliction. Absorbing too much will bring harm rather than benefit to your bodies. Therefore, fellow Daoists, it would be best not to absorb it excessively. Once you enter the secret realm, however, there will be no