The forty-first floor was a deathly silent, icy-cold desert stretching boundlessly into the distance.
Throughout this desert, a tall tower stood every few hundred miles, the towers extending onward from low to high.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
A pitch-black tornado shaped like a colossal dragon suddenly appeared in the distance. Before it even drew near, a bone-piercing chill rushed toward them, and frost formed across the surface of the desert.
"What is that?"
Five-Lustre Grand Ancestor sensed something amiss. The tornado caused a faint instability in his Soul Sea.
"Go around it."
Yin-Yang Elder did not dare be careless and chose to detour around it.
Unexpectedly, the tornado began to change direction as well.
"Humph!"
Great Strength Ancestor snorted coldly and threw a punch.
The illusory fist shadow rippled through the void and struck toward the tornado. Yet to everyone's surprise, although the fist shadow scattered the tornado somewhat, its actual destructive power was not great, as though the tornado were something insubstantial.
In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black tornado had reached a point not far from the five. When they focused their eyes on it, their scalps immediately prickled. How was this any ordinary tornado? It was clearly a ghost tornado formed from countless ghosts, ghostly silhouettes flickering in and out within it, indistinguishable from one another.
"It's a Yellow Springs Storm. It's filled with Yellow Springs Ghosts."
Five-Lustre Grand Ancestor's hair stood on end as he cried out in alarm.
The Yellow Springs Storm was one of the most terrifying storms in hell. This storm was not naturally formed, but fused from Yellow Springs Ghosts. Upon encountering a Yellow Springs Storm, even the rarest Impermanence Ghosts in hell had to keep their distance. This was because once Yellow Springs Ghosts formed a Yellow Springs Storm, their weaknesses