At that thought, Sikong Jing withdrew his consciousness. Then the power of his spirit shadow swept out toward the Burial Emperor Battlefield.
In Huangang and the others' words...
To find the passage for crossing over, one needed to sweep one's spirit shadow power or true qi toward the Burial Emperor Battlefield. Then, one would see a huge opening from which no Yin Spirit Evil Qi came pouncing out.
Entering through that opening meant entering the passage.
Sure enough... Awooo, awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo!
Just as Huangang and the others had described, the instant Sikong Jing flung out his spirit shadow power, countless battlefield Yin spirits came fluttering forth. Drawn by Sikong Jing's spirit shadow power, they erupted, seeking to tear him to shreds...
Before Sikong Jing's eyes, the world that had originally resembled a dark abyss erupted with layer upon layer of terrifying smoky haze.
At the sight, Sikong Jing spoke coldly...
"Eighth-rank Yin Spirit Evil Qi mixed with ninth-rank Yin Spirit Evil Qi. And because it comes from the battlefield, it is even more terrifying."
His scalp prickled. If these eighth- or ninth-rank Yin Spirit Evil Qi latched onto him, there would be only one road left: death.
The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit had already warned him that he could not let too many of them entangle him.
If he were currently a seven- or eight-tribulation Emperor Venerable, and had at least reached the eighth level of the Nine Heavens Sword Dao, then there would be no problem whatsoever.
But now, the problem was enormous.
"The opening is right there..."
Sikong Jing did not dare delay. His gaze had already shot toward an opening.
Just as had been said, countless battlefield Yin spirits charged out, yet there was one huge circular opening without a single Yin spirit.
That proved it