The temperature at the very bottom of Ghost Soul Canyon was exactly 0°C.
Although the plants within Yu Jing's body could ward off the cold and even block Shui Bingmiao's released chill from reaching his body, the Yin cold in the canyon could still burrow into his flesh and bones.
"Is it really this cold?"
With no other choice, Yu Jing summoned the Yellow Robe and wrapped it around his entire body.
Men Qian also brought out the three-piece Blood Raven Attire set, transforming into a medieval plague doctor with a bird-beak mask as he followed close behind.
"Axuan, you lead the way down here."
"Okay."
Axuan walked at the very front in the most conventional ghostly form—a long white robe of the sort commonly worn by female ghosts in horror movies, smooth black hair over two meters long dragging across the ground, and slender arms growing from her shoulder blades waving in the air.
When they stepped out of the lowest cave exit, the scene was completely different from the canyon Yu Jing had imagined.
The bottom of the canyon was actually filled with all kinds of residential buildings, but they had been constructed without the slightest order.
Houses of all types stood packed tightly together, their walls pressed against one another. There was not even enough space left for a path to stand on.
To travel through Ghost Soul Canyon, they had to pass through every building occupied by demons, monsters, and ghosts.
"Ghosts and monsters possess consciousness. After living in the canyon for so long, it makes sense that they would build houses. But this complete lack of architectural features is truly horrifying... Looks like city management does serve a purpose after all."
A stone-built bungalow blocked the path in front of Yu Jing and the others.