"That mist contains a strange soul-aura. Remaining in it for a long time will cause one's spirit soul to sink into it, making it impossible to extricate oneself. But if one stays there only briefly and has the appropriate means to restrain it, then for our spirit souls, it may not necessarily be anything other than a tempering. All of us have remained in it before. If Fellow Daoist is interested, you can come here and experience it sometime."
Fairy Yao Luo followed closely after Mo Ye's words and spoke as well.
Hearing Fairy Yao Luo say this, Qin Fengming gave her a slight nod.
The voice transmission just now, when Qin Fengming's mind had reacted strangely, had come from Fairy Yao Luo. Even without the female cultivator's voice transmission to awaken him, Qin Fengming would not have been greatly affected by that negative aura. Still, he was very grateful for her reminder.
"Fellow Daoists, does anyone know what specific kind of aura exists within this mountain range?" Qin Fengming's eyes flickered as he asked again.
As he spoke, a thoughtful look seemed to appear in his eyes.
"That aura should be considered a soul-devouring aura, but it differs from the soul-devouring auras usually seen. It does not corrode the spirit soul, but it fills a cultivator's mind with violent intent. If a cultivator cannot resist it or promptly leave the area enveloped by the aura, the final result will be the shattering of their sea of consciousness and the scattering of their spirit soul."
Mo Ye's gaze was deep as he looked toward the distant mountains and spoke in a low voice.
From his words, Qin Fengming learned that the Aoteng Interface had not specifically classified that aura either. Because it differed from a soul-devouring aura, although it contained