Chapter 391 - Stubborn Yin Qi (2/2)

This was the mortal world, yet they felt like they were in the Underworld. In fact, the Yin Qi here was even thicker than Yin Qi in the Underworld.

Lonemoon’s heart fell. Why was there such a place in the mortal world? What was going on?

Before he could figure things out, he felt the load on his sword lighten.

“Aiya!” He did not know whether it was because he was not used to it – Yun Heng, who had been standing on the sword, suddenly let out a loud cry and fell off headfirst. Before Lonemoon could react, Yun Heng reached the ground. Thankfully, Lonemoon had not been flying that high.

Lonemoon pursed his lips. How could he fall down from the sword? This was one embarrassing Soul Formation cultivator. He must have been one of a kind!

“Hey, are you alright?”

“I’m… alright!” Yun Heng rubbed his face and got to his feet. He looked confused.

“If you weren’t balanced, you should have told me first. I would have set up an array!”

“Exalted Master, that’s not true,” Yun Heng shook his head. “Someone… pushed me.”

“What?” Lonemoon paused. Lonemoon was just about to reach out to help Yun Heng back up on the sword when something seemed to move beneath his feet. “Be careful!”

The next moment, he shot a burst of spirit Qi which trapped the person on the floor and pulled him up.

There were a series of swooshes as thorns appeared on the ground where Yun Heng had been standing. Each one of them emanated chilling Yin Qi that was capable of getting rid of any kind of spirit Qi.

Yun Heng jumped, frightened. His entire body stiffened. If Exalted Master Lonemoon had been a second slower, he would have been pierced by a thousand thorns by now.

“There are no arrays here.” Yi Qing activated his divine perception to scan the surroundings and shook his head. “There are also no strange auras.”

Lonemoon frowned. Was this really purely coincidental? Did Yun Heng happen to stumble upon these thorns by chance?

He decided to put this aside. Later on, however, as they flew deeper in, Yun Heng seemed become possessed by an ill-fortune ghost. Everywhere he went, something bad happened.

He dropped into mud here, then walked into stone walls there. First, he got burned by deviant fire that fell from the sky, then even remnant souls who were just floating by and which had no intention of doing any harm would suddenly turn around and scare him, so that his legs felt like jelly.

If Lonemoon had not been watching over him, Yun Heng would have slipped and died a couple of times.

The more important thing was, these unfortunate events seemed to only be happening to him. The other three were unaffected. Not even a single hair on their heads was missing.

After Yun Heng nearly fell off the sword for the 101st time, Lonemoon conjured a seal to catch him in mid-air. These things were coming instinctively to Lonemoon now. He started to pull Yun Heng up.

Beside him, Chef’s expression suddenly changed. “Father Niu!” Suddenly, a burst of sword Qi brushed past them. There was a ring and a crash. Something was rebounded by the sword Qi.

Lonemoon took a closer look and saw that there were many black bodies around him. They were all charging toward the group, looking mildly explosive.

Grievous energy again!

The Yin Qi was too thick, so he had not realized the grievous energy earlier. His heart jumped, and he quickly set up an array to protect the entire group of people. Compared to the earlier attacks which were only directed at Yun Heng, these bodies of grievous energy were unbiased.

More and more bodies of grievous energy appeared. Faintly, they could hear chilling ghostly cries.

“Quick, look down!” Yun Heng, who was yanked over by Lonemoon, exclaimed as he pointed downward. His face was drained of all color.

They all looked down. The pitch-black wasteland was now filled with countless illusory figures. Each of them looked terribly frightening.

“Remnant souls!” Yi Qing shouted.