Upon hearing Li Xue's words, Qin Fengming's expression flickered repeatedly, and the fear and lingering dread in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
He would never have imagined that this mist, which made the cultivators of the Aoteng Interface turn pale at its mention, actually contained the terrifying Shi Yin Ghost Spirit Qi.
Had he known the truth, he would never have truly dared to approach it.
Among the Three Realms of the Spirit Realm, if one asked what kind of demonic qi could make Qin Fengming fear it like a venomous snake or scorpion, then aside from Chaos Purple Qi, Shi Yin Ghost Spirit Qi was absolutely one of the few.
Though Chaos Purple Qi was terrifying, it was not without means of resisting it.
However, as for Shi Yin Ghost Spirit Qi, Qin Fengming truly had no idea what method could withstand it.
Fear surged in his heart, but Qin Fengming's mind suddenly cleared. If Shi Yin Ghost Spirit Qi truly existed here as Li Xue had said, why was He Xuan not the least bit afraid?
Not only was he unafraid, he even seemed especially eager for this kind of aura.
As for He Xuan, Qin Fengming could be said to know him better than anyone. When He Xuan had still been a soul, he had always followed at Qin Fengming's side.
As He Xuan's cultivation increased and he encountered various opportunities and fortuitous encounters, one could say that none of them had occurred without Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming was even exceedingly clear about the changes within He Xuan's body. It was he who had brought He Xuan's soul into the Sea of Demonic Souls.
Yet it was precisely his experiences in the Sea of Demonic Souls that had allowed He Xuan to disregard the erosion