"Fellow Daoist Zheng, wait!" Just as Zheng Yiqiu moved to enter the gate, Qin Fengming's urgent cry stopped him.
As he spoke, a force enveloped Zheng Yiqiu's body.
Suddenly feeling a powerful force wrap around him, Zheng Yiqiu felt a chill in his heart. Under its pressure, it seemed a massive stone wall had abruptly appeared before him, preventing him from advancing another step.
At the same time, a strange power seemed to momentarily obstruct the magical power within him.
Sensing this, Zheng Yiqiu's mind abruptly went blank, as though his body no longer belonged to him.
Although he knew the young cultivator beside him possessed powerful, unfathomable abilities, and that he was already far from a match for him, experiencing it firsthand still filled him with terror.
"Have you discovered something, Fellow Daoist Qin?" Yi Ao asked, his gaze flickering as he studied the empty courtyard.
He sensed nothing at all. Not the slightest aura of a restrictive spell emanated from the courtyard before him, nor were there any strange arrangements. Aside from the level paving stones, the entire courtyard contained nothing.
"No. Aside from that icy Ghost Dao yin energy filling this courtyard, there isn't the slightest aura of a restrictive spell. But that is precisely what this Qin finds strange. The yin energy here is clearly two or three times denser than outside. Why has such dense yin energy gathered here? That is what makes this so puzzling."
Qin Fengming locked his divine sense onto the empty courtyard before him and spoke gravely.
Although the Ghost Dao aura emitted by a cultivator during cultivation shared the same attributes as Heaven and Earth yin energy, there were still slight differences between the two.
It was precisely for this reason that Qin Fengming was so wary of the Ghost