Qin Fengming and the two others glanced deeply at Qin Fengming. A strange look flickered through Baili Lingkong's eyes. He did not speak, merely continuing forward.
With Qin Fengming taking action, the number of Yin souls blocking everyone's surroundings naturally fell sharply.
Whenever Yin souls surrounded Qin Fengming, he would bring out the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist to capture them. For a time, even those vicious, barely sentient amalgamated Yin souls seemed to realize how terrifying Qin Fengming was and no longer dared approach too closely.
This show of force was even more effective than Du Shuniang's Buddha Heart Lamp magic treasure.
As they continued onward, everyone lingered for another month in the area shrouded by Yin mist, yet they still failed to find the valley Du Shuniang was seeking.
Judging by their location, they should now have drawn close to the center of the area shrouded in Yin mist.
Their numbers had reached more than a thousand. Fortunately, none of them were ghost cultivators who had transformed and developed intelligence.
Even so, with such a wave of Yin souls and ghostly creatures, Qin Fengming could no longer capture them in an instant as he had before.
Although these Yin souls lacked much intelligence, each possessed its own innate ability. Some had even condensed human forms and could unleash powerful divine abilities.
Even the Yin souls' instinctive abilities were formidable. They moved incredibly fast and were not subject to the same air-restricting limitations as everyone else. They could almost instantly close in on the group, ignoring the obstruction of protective spiritual light and pouncing directly onto the cultivators' bodies to gnaw wildly.
Almost every Yin soul possessed the innate Ghost Devouring divine ability, allowing it to devour a cultivator's blood, soul, and heart.
This resembled the negative effects of Qin