The blazing sun hung high in the sky, scorching the parched yellow earth.
Yet amid the land shimmering with billowing heat waves lay a hidden mountain gorge of chilling cold.
The gorge lay between two towering mountains, dark and deep.
Song Wen hovered above the gorge. Sensing waves of corpse qi and dense spiritual qi emanating from within, the corners of his mouth curled slightly upward.
This gorge was known as Corpse Soul Ravine. It had originally been the residence of an immortal cultivation family, but was later seized by a Nascent Soul Realm corpse cultivator, becoming the somewhat eerie place it was today.
Though its spiritual qi was said to be dense, that was only relative. The spiritual qi concentration in Corpse Soul Ravine could barely support the cultivation of a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
Compared to Wu Yuan Island in Withered Marsh, it was at least a tier inferior.
However, within a radius of a million li, the spiritual qi density here still ranked among the top ten.
Had this place not been close to the Source-Qi Death Domain, where spiritual qi was sparse overall and all manner of spiritual herbs and materials struggled to grow, driving cultivators away in droves, it would not have fallen into the hands of a Rogue Cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Yue, I am Yang Yu, and I have come especially to pay you a visit. Please show yourself so we may meet." Song Wen's voice was deep and resonant as a bell, echoing endlessly above the gorge.
Several breaths later, a figure flew out from the depths of the gorge. However, he did not rashly leave the gorge, instead stopping in midair between the two mountains. He raised his head toward Song Wen in the