Qin Fengming naturally knew what effect the aura of the dead possessed. Its effect was somewhat similar to the aura emitted by the Soul Devouring Claw he cultivated—both were powerful existences capable of devouring divine souls.
He only knew that ordinary auras of the dead were usually carried within the divine abilities and secret arts cultivated by ghost cultivators.
Yet for such an aura of the dead to exist within the Yin energy of the vast Yin Mist before him was something Qin Fengming had never encountered in all his years of wandering the Cultivation World.
No wonder there had been no cultivators along the path leading here earlier. It turned out to be because of this aura of the dead.
If one remained in an aura of the dead for too long, it would infiltrate the body without them realizing it. The cultivator's divine soul would undoubtedly be damaged by the aura. It might even erode the cultivator's consciousness imperceptibly, ultimately turning him into an idiot.
Although Qin Fengming knew of the aura of the dead, he had not been able to identify it.
He could only vaguely sense this kind of aura and could not distinguish it clearly. Fang Liang, however, was different. He possessed a rakshasa body and could be said to be extremely sensitive to all kinds of Yin souls and ghostly energies.
"This aura of the dead is quite useful to this Fang. Let's enter the mountain range before us and see whether the aura of the dead inside is denser." Fang Liang spoke with delight on his face.
The aura of the dead had an erosive effect on both cultivators and Yin souls and ghost creatures.
Fang Liang was not afraid of it at all; instead, his interest had been piqued. Qin Fengming was