That strand of cold moon power followed the area bathed in moonlight, twisting and turning through the thick fog as it flew downward.
The moonlight falling from the sky was much like the spiritual energy cultivators used in cultivation. Only after practicing the Sacred Soul Transformation could one claim it and turn it into one's own cold moon power.
What made this "spiritual energy" special was that it belonged to a particular person. Even if that person did not cultivate it, no one else could steal it.
Nor could anyone else control this power. It was the connection between the soul-hosting moon and the person's true body, and it would persist as long as that person did not perish.
Although Li Yan had sensed the moonlight in the thick fog using his own cold moon power, its owner would have difficulty detecting him unless he traced it back to its source.
Outside, Li Yan, who had remained motionless for a long time, suddenly swept his sleeve again, sending another three pills into his mouth.
Master Lan and Tang Feng's long-stilled minds finally stirred.
Li Yan had finally moved, but their hearts tightened at the same time. His remaining pills would last for three more doses at most.
Within the thick yellow fog, the cold moon power Li Yan had released had changed direction countless times. He had long since lost all sense of direction.
Just then, Li Yan suddenly sensed a faint fluctuation of soul power ahead.
Hmm? Something has changed!
Joy welled up in Li Yan's heart.
He accelerated again. As his cold moon power continued forward, that fluctuation of soul power grew stronger and stronger...
In an unknown region, a pale yellow sky stretched overhead, while a blue sea lay below. In that blue sea was a reef