Yin mist filled the surroundings, and suddenly, mournful "woo woo woo" cries rose all around us, making our hearts tremble.
"Ghost cries!"
"What's going on? Are we running into ghosts before we've even reached Yin Mist Forest?"
Uncle Yu and Zhang Yuchen both spoke up.
But before their words had even faded, the fishy, salty scent of seawater suddenly drifted out of the mist.
Good thing I'd taken a sip of seawater last night. Otherwise, I wouldn't have recognized this smell at all...
As the fishy, salty scent of seawater appeared, ghostly figures suddenly emerged from our front left.
"They're here!"
I immediately spoke, preparing myself.
Uncle Yu and Zhang Yuchen wasted no words. With two swishes, they drew their weapons.
Then we saw strange ghosts appear—shrivelled and blackened, their entire bodies withered, covered in scales and even sporting fish fins...
One after another, they kept walking out of Yin Mist Forest.
Some tilted their heads, while others crawled across the ground.
Every one of them was shrivelled beyond recognition, like thousand-year-old dried corpses. They moved extremely slowly, like walking dead.
But their hollow black eyes and the fishy, foul, sinister aura around them told us that they were extremely dangerous.
Uncle Yu's expression changed slightly at the sight.
"These are the sea-energy-tainted spirits I told you about on the plane.
Be extremely careful. Spirits tainted by sea energy carry sea poison. The sea energy they exhale comes in two forms: scorching heat and extreme cold."
Uncle Yu quickly explained it to us.
For people from inland like us, we had never encountered such peculiar evil entities before.
"Got it, Uncle Yu!"
"Don't worry, Senior Yu. These little nobodies aren't worth mentioning."
Zhang Yuchen and I had already begun picking our targets, ready to strike.
Holding the Dragon-Head Cleaver, Uncle