The reason Qin Fengming said the place before him was strange was that what he saw was a dazzling, bizarrely beautiful scene.
The Heaven and Earth Origin Energy here was not especially dense. What was densest was the streams of incomparably pure soul energy. Amid the surging soul energy, strands of strange, multicolored energy currents drifted about like ribbons of silk.
Qin Fengming could clearly sense that those energy currents, which resembled multicolored ribbons, were incomparably pure soul energy.
The fact that the energy had formed into strands was enough to show just how pure and concentrated the soul energy here was.
"Eh? The soul energy here has already formed into soul-origin energy. But why are there no Yin souls or ghosts here?"
Just as Qin Fengming was carefully examining the surroundings, Kou Yuxin suddenly let out a startled exclamation.
"Senior Kou, are you saying that soul-origin energy exists within these strands of soul energy?" Hearing Kou Yuxin's words, Qin Fengming paused slightly and asked.
When it came to understanding soul ghosts, Qin Fengming believed that he was already no weaker than a cultivator whose soul had transformed into human form.
Yet as he looked at the gathered strands of soul energy before him, which resembled ribbons, he had not sensed the slightest trace of soul-origin energy taking shape. This greatly astonished him.
"Fellow Daoist Kou is right. Soul-origin energy has indeed formed within these strands of condensed soul energy. It is only that the energy is extremely scant and seems to be restrained by some strange force, so it does not manifest much. The fact that you sensed nothing can only mean that you have yet to truly become a Mahayana cultivator."
Before Kou Yuxin could explain, Immortal Yun Ling had already spoken first.
As she spoke, a hint