Seeing this, Ruan Zhi looked relieved. "Young Hero Song, there's no need to be so tense."
"These things are common here, too. They only appear after the restrictions shut down and Yin Qi fills the air."
"What are they?"
"They should be chaotic spirit bodies formed when the souls lost by cultivators who became Living Dead after being tainted by Yin Qi were eroded by Yin-Sha Qi over a long period."
Although Ruan Zhi had never been to the outside world, she had read a great many books, and could piece together conjectures of her own from the faintest clues.
"Most of them are muddleheaded, drifting without an anchor. They have no intelligence and won't attack on their own. They aren't very dangerous, just rather unnerving to look at."
Her words had barely fallen when the presence in the shadows finally revealed its vague outline.
It was a mass of shadow darker than the surrounding gray mist, constantly twisting and changing shape.
It roughly resembled a person, but its shape was unstable, stretching one moment and curling up the next, wisps of Yin-Sha Qi scattering and gathering along its edges.
Moreover, the longer Song Yan watched, the more dazed he felt, as though it were not there at all.
An illusion technique?
"Void-Viewing!"
A gleam of golden light flooded his eyes, yet what he saw was an even blurrier, more elusive shape.
Under Void-Viewing, it even merged completely into the surrounding Yin Qi.
Moreover, the warning Song Yan sensed through his clear and bright sword heart grew increasingly distinct.
"No ill intent?"
Song Yan asked gravely, "But it seems-"
Before he could finish, the shadow abruptly accelerated, sweeping up a sinister wind as it lunged straight at Song Yan.
It was extremely fast, and its path was stranger still, wavering