"This place... what a powerful smell!"
Li Ling possessed the innate divine ability of Scent Identification, making him very different from ordinary people.
Others who came here could not detect anything unusual about the Bottomless Cave, but he sensed something strange emanating through the air.
It was a peculiar stench of rotten eggs mixed with sulfur, like foul water surging back up from a gutter beneath a floor drain, carrying a strange, negative incense essence.
Li Ling had never encountered anything like it before. After a moment's consideration, he provisionally named it yin wind baleful intent.
It possessed all the characteristics of wind spirits and the laws of the Wind Dao, and was extraordinarily active.
As he traveled in and out of the area, countless motes of yin wind baleful intent blew toward him like tiny specks of dust, sweeping in every direction like flowing water.
This rapid movement eroded certain things within the material world.
"So this is why the yin wind can erode the divine souls of sentient beings. It interacts with the souls inside living creatures, stripping away their divine souls' spirit resonance as it moves at high speed, causing a continuous loss."
The Wind Dao possessed the nature of flow. This situation was much like soil erosion.
The constantly flowing yin wind baleful intent would carry away the spirit resonance of sentient beings' divine souls. At first, they would merely feel a sinister chill, but gradually, they would be weakened. After still longer, even their fundamental structure would become impossible to maintain, and their entire being would collapse like a sand sculpture battered down by seawater.
This could not be observed in the greater world. Ordinary cultivators would only feel themselves being steadily weakened, without being able to sense the process more precisely.
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