I could feel the dense yin essence here as well.
After all, my second vortex could absorb negative energy and use it for myself.
It was just too prone to problems—to going berserk, with the backlash harming my mind and meridians—so I did not dare use it.
If it were not for those side effects, I could have simply sat down cross-legged and started breathing exercises to strengthen my second vortex.
Of course, that was merely wishful thinking. I did not dare put it into action so casually.
Senior Brother and Senior Sister continuously absorbed the yin essence here, and their soul power gradually increased.
Although Senior Brother Zhuang Sheng was suffering terribly, the yin essence here could temporarily keep his soul body from dissipating.
Grandfather had said ten o'clock at night. As long as he held on for a few more hours until ten, Grandfather should be able to send him away.
With that in mind, Master and I stayed before the Ghost Gate Pass on this mountain, guarding Senior Brother.
The passing tourists could not see Senior Brother and Senior Sister, nor did they pay any attention to Master and me.
Time passed second by second, and before long, night fell.
Once darkness descended, this mountain seemed even more extraordinary.
First were the sixteen ghost stone statues outside. When night had just fallen, the statues that had seemed utterly ordinary during the day began to emit waves of chilling cold.
Moreover, every statue seemed to be breathing, as though it were alive.
Master and I specifically opened our Nether Path Heavenly Eyes to observe the sixteen ghost-carved stone statues.
Yet beneath the Heavenly Eye, there was nothing wrong with any of the sixteen statues.
All we could see were wisps of yin mist swirling around them...
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