Li Yan had already found the route to where Shuang Qingqing was trapped from Yin Kongjin's memories. He would now try to find her.
Without Divine Sense, and without a soul to serve as a guiding lamp, Li Yan might not necessarily be able to find that place by searching through the dense fog like this.
Within the fog, Li Yan had already slowed down. Feeling waves of icy cold rushing toward him, he seemed like a lone wandering ghost between heaven and earth, drifting through a dead domain alongside the thick mist...
Li Yan continuously distinguished the scenery visible within ten feet of him, searching for the markers in Yin Kongjin's memories that led down the trap-filled path.
Yin Kongjin had deliberately memorized those markers only as a contingency plan, but now they had benefited Li Yan instead.
As Li Yan moved forward, he also kept leaving behind some highly conspicuous markers. The way he set them up was exceedingly simple and crude.
As he walked, he left a string of deep footprints on the ground. He was not trying to ambush anyone, nor was he afraid of being seen by others. Naturally, the more straightforward and simple, the better.
Just as Li Yan searched for the markers from his memories while moving forward, his steps abruptly halted, and he immediately fixed his gaze ahead.
Although all he could see now was dense fog in the darkness, like demons and monsters, he continued staring that way...
"Hmm? Senior Sister Shuang has broken free of the formation!"
After entering the dense fog, Li Yan had not released his Divine Sense, but he had kept his soul arts activated, wanting to swiftly sense Shuang Qingqing's soul the instant it appeared.
At that moment, a fluctuation from a soul suddenly entered Li