Zhao Fu did not use the Golden Gate; the commotion it would cause was too great. Instead, he used that small cross-world magic formation from before and arrived in the Corpse Cloth World.
As a ghost race world, yin energy spread everywhere. All kinds of plants grew in strange shapes, every one different. The sky was gray and murky, and the whole world was steeped in a cold chill. There seemed to be no sound at all, leaving everything deathly silent.
Suddenly arriving in such a world was rather frightening, especially that eerie, sinister feeling that made one's hair stand on end.
Zhao Fu had arrived at the border, where there should not have been anyone. He saw a few wild beasts, all of which looked exceedingly strange.
Each beast had a lump of grayish-white mud between its brows. Zhao Fu did not know what it was, so after killing several beasts, he removed this soil.
He found it exceedingly cold and filled with even denser yin energy. It was soft by nature and could be kneaded into all kinds of shapes, yet it could not be torn apart and was not easily destroyed. Zhao Fu had no idea what it was used for.
Before long, Zhao Fu found a village and discovered the use of those mud lumps. This soil was actually highly soluble in water; as long as it was placed in a basin and stirred a few times, it would dissolve. The villagers would then soak strips of bandages in it.
Those bandages rapidly absorbed the yin energy released by the dissolved mud lumps, turning ordinary bandages into yin artifacts. Not only could they become as hard as metal, but they could also be freely controlled, which was quite astonishing.
The residents here all had one or