"What's going on? Why can't even we resist it?"
Wujin Shang breathed rapidly, his gaze sweeping in every direction as though he could see through all the void here.
His words sent the Cangming Realm powerhouses following behind into shock.
They were not sure exactly how profound Wujin Shang's cultivation was.
Yet the aura that had leaked from him for an instant just now had filled them all with dread.
Someone capable of possessing such an aura was far more powerful than them.
Even an existence with such cultivation could not withstand this place's assault. Could they truly enter?
They could only hope they would not end up like that Ghost Corpse Slave.
While each of them was still mulling it over,
Wujian took another step.
A strange aura entirely different from the cultivation of everyone else immediately spread out and shrouded the surroundings.
At the same time, Eighth Senior Brother Wujin Youming stepped inside as well.
His cultivation was a notch lower than Wujin Shang's and Wujian's.
Yet after entering, with Qin Shaofeng's help, he regained his clarity in the blink of an eye.
He too began probing the surroundings.
The simultaneous actions of the three great powerhouses finally let everyone breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Baili Yue stepped forward as well.
All her abilities far surpassed those of the others.
When Qin Shaofeng noticed something was wrong with her and was about to move toward her, he saw her shake her head at him with a smile.
"The aura here is indeed strange, but I feel it is mostly caused by the aura of the Northern Wasteland. This degree of suppression cannot hold me down."
As she spoke, she took her second step.
After taking two consecutive steps, her speed stalled once more.
Yet that second step