Soul-Extinguishing Insect (Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The yellow sand sweeping through the sky rose ever higher, and the Desert Sea before them was like a man-eating behemoth.

No matter what talismans they sent flying into it, they could not stir so much as a ripple.

After throwing in several talismans and confirming just how terrifying the Soulfall Forbidden Land truly was, Ye Qingfeng stopped making moves. Instead, he began carefully investigating the perimeter of the Soulfall Forbidden Land.

After all, Ye Haisheng's sword formation could only cover one area, while the other party was merely at Foundation Establishment Late Stage. Though he knew he was no match for him, holding him off for a moment should still be possible.

The yellow sand here was clearly somewhat unusual, carrying a faint blackish hue that left Ye Qingwen puzzled.

He scooped up some sand and carefully pinched it between his fingers. It was slightly soft, as though it were some other kind of ore.

After weighing it and confirming that it was an ordinary object, no different from normal sand, Ye Qingfeng shook his head and headed to the side.

The Soulfall Forbidden Land was vast, but in the other areas, the sandstorms were even more severe than where that Jia Family cultivator had fled. Even ordinary Purple Palace cultivators would likely have to deploy both spiritual shields and protective treasures just to barely pass through.

Ye Qingfeng had merely drawn a little closer, yet he already felt as if he were about to be swept inside. Worse, the drifting grains of sand battered his spiritual shield until it flickered unstably.

He did think of someone suited to this place—Ye Haihe. The latter was a Purple Palace body cultivator and a wind spiritual root cultivator as well.

But he quickly shook his head. He had no mood to