Where the Abyssal Path led was unknown. Even with Divine Sense as powerful as Su Jiu's and Chu Luohen's, they could not probe its depths for the moment or discern what awaited them ahead.
The vegetation around them, warped by demonic qi, grew ever more vivid in color. It almost looked as though someone had carefully cultivated and planted it.
Beyond that, the fire spiritual qi in the air was growing ever denser.
By this point, cultivators with a single metal spirit root, which was countered by fire spiritual qi, were already struggling to endure. Sweat kept seeping from their temples, and even the spiritual qi within their Dantian and meridians was undergoing varying degrees of turbulence. They tried to defend themselves and resist with their own spiritual qi, but as the disadvantaged side, their efforts yielded little compared with everyone else's.
Two Enforcement Hall disciples with metal spirit roots had consumed so much spiritual qi resisting the environment that they were gradually showing signs of exhaustion. Slowly, they could barely keep pace with the group and fell behind.
One of them finally reached his limit and fainted first. The instant he lost consciousness, the defensive barrier surrounding him shattered completely, and fire spiritual qi swept toward him, blotting out the sky...
Just as the nearly tangible fire spiritual qi was about to engulf him, a frigid current descended in an instant, enclosing the disciple entirely within it.
The fire spiritual qi rushing toward the disciple struck the cold current and instantly dissolved into a haze of mist.
The mist finally dispersed, revealing the disciple's figure.
Yang Guo hurried to his side, fished several Defense Talismans out of her Storage Bag, and stuck them onto him. Only then did she ask, her face full of concern, "Does this mean he