Zhou Yan and Liu Qingmei also reined in their excitement, their expressions turning grave.
"The natural wind-and-baleful-energy formation here really is formidable, with endless variations. No wonder so few people can venture deep inside.
Zhou Yan carefully studied the paths of the gale winds, his fingers constantly working through calculations. "Still... there seems to be a pattern."
"Hopefully these will hold out until we find the entrance."
Liu Qingmei took out the carefully prepared Wind-Stabilizing Talismans. Spiritual light flowed across them, radiating an aura that stabilized space and quelled the baleful winds.
The three landed on a relatively flat boulder several miles from the abyss's edge to discuss their next move.
Bone-chilling winds swept toward them, laden with baleful energy. Even with their cultivation, they felt a trace of cold.
Li Yunjing stood at the edge of the boulder, gazing into the Black Wind Abyss, which swallowed everything like the maw of a monstrous beast. His eyes were unfathomable.
To him, this harsh environment was nothing much.
But with two friends beside him, he could not perform too impressively, lest he arouse their suspicions. "Let's go. Proceed carefully."
He took the lead, turning into a streak of light and cautiously flying toward the edge of the roaring black wind column.
Zhou Yan and Liu Qingmei exchanged a glance, immediately activated their protective spiritual light, and followed close behind.
Braving the biting winds and baleful energy, the three slowly approached the edge of the Black Wind Abyss.
"Woooo..."
The closer they drew, the more deafening the wind's howling became, like ghosts wailing and wolves crying. Ink-black gale winds barred their way like a solid wall.
Zhou Yan's expression was grave. His hands moved repeatedly, sending several streaks of spiritual light into the wind wall ahead as he carefully sensed the energy