"How many corpses are there on Black Wind Mountain?" Qin He asked, his eyes narrowing slightly with concern.
"Reporting to you, High Immortal, there are at least six ancient corpses on the outskirts of Black Wind Mountain, all in perilous places. In recent years, these corpses have gradually begun growing hair. Perhaps before long, they will undergo Corpse Mutation. As for the core region, corpses have likely risen there long ago, but that is not a place people like us can enter, so it can only be speculation," Soul Essence said.
"What do the corpses of Black Wind Mountain become after undergoing Corpse Mutation?" Qin He pressed.
"Most become Humanoid Fierce Beasts." Soul Essence revealed a horrified expression, then added, "That is Black Wind Mountain's greatest ill omen—the destruction of both flesh and soul."
"Most Humanoid Fierce Beasts are corpses?" Qin He pondered for a moment, not particularly surprised, before asking again, "You mean those ancient corpses had been lying quietly before, and only began mutating recently?"
"To be honest with you, High Immortal, yes," Soul Essence said. "Whether humans or ghosts dwell in Black Wind Mountain's core region remains unknown, but since the mutation has spread to the outskirts, something must have changed."
"Do you have the locations of those corpses?"
Qin He pressed on. The vulture's Shadow Play had contained projections of one or two corpses, but he had only glanced through it like a horse galloping past flowers and could not see clearly. At most, he could narrow down the general area.
"Yes, High Immortal." Soul Essence raised both hands, and a piece of black cloth flew toward Qin He.
Qin He caught it and discovered that it was the hide of some unknown creature. It felt faintly cool in his hand, yet did not chill him.