As he carefully sensed it, Qin Fengming suddenly realized that wisps of soul energy existed within the icy-cold aura invading his body.
This soul energy was clearly much denser here than anywhere else in Ice Valley.
At that moment, Qin Fengming felt an extremely strong sensation. It was as if this valley was a place specifically meant for the birth of yin ghosts.
Recalling everything he had encountered after entering the valley, he had come across quite a few yin ghosts, but every one of them had been a Ghost King stage existence. It was as if no low-level yin ghosts existed anywhere in Ice Valley.
The strange azure mist that had suddenly appeared moments ago had also contained a Ghost King stage existence.
Those yin ghosts seemed to have been imprisoned, becoming free only after leaving the valley. This naturally caused Qin Fengming to ponder. It seemed that only ghost beings at the Ghost King stage were permitted to leave.
After stabilizing himself for a moment, Qin Fengming took another step and walked toward the white mist.
"Slash, slash!~~" Just as Qin Fengming's body entered the area shrouded in white mist, a sensation of being sliced apart arose, accompanied by a faint scraping sound.
Qin Fengming felt as if countless tiny blades had wrapped around his entire body without leaving a single blind spot. Passing through his protective spiritual light, the tiny blades, whose forms were impossible to discern, stabbed and sliced directly into his body. His protective spiritual light had failed to block them in the slightest.
At the same time, the soul aura that had previously invaded his sea of consciousness had clearly grown several times stronger.
"Mm, this place truly is dangerous and bizarre. Just the pain of being sliced apart and the attack on the