A breeze from nowhere brushed against their faces.
A gentle breeze should have brought a sense of comfort.
Yet none of the imagined softness of the breeze appeared.
The gentle wind was like steel needles, piercing straight through clothes, flesh, and bones, as though striking directly at the soul.
As it blew softly, it gave them the feeling that even the Soul Fire was about to be extinguished.
The Mermaid King and Chu Huan had already hidden in the farthest corner of the formation.
As they endured the breeze, both of them shuddered violently, as though their souls could no longer bear it and were about to collapse outright.
The force they endured directly within the formation was simply too great.
Yet the true situation was far from limited to that.
Even Baili Yue, who stood outside the formation after its isolation, underwent a drastic change in expression.
Wujin Hongyue, the Octopus King, and the others nearly had their jaws drop.
"Yellow Springs—this is the power of Yellow Springs."
As Wujin Youming sensed the faintly spreading aura, even his voice began to tremble.
Yellow Springs was a unique and special existence in the world where he had once lived.
Since the collapse of his world, he had no idea how long it had been since he had last sensed such an aura.
He had never expected that, on this day, in this place, he would once again feel such a familiar and intimate aura.
"Yellow Springs? What is that? Could it be something similar to the River of Time?" Baili Yue's curiosity was stirred as well.
Wujin Youming had no time to answer and hurriedly shouted, "Don't ask so much first! Octopus King, quickly pull those two out! Once the power of Yellow Springs erupts, even the River of Time