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"Why are you suddenly asking about this?" Lonemoon could not help but ask. "What are you thinking?"

Yi Qing frowned and explained what was in his head. "If those deviant ghosts could affect Song Ren, then the grievous energy in his body-"

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"Could be related to this northern region!" Lonemoon finally understood. He turned to Yun Heng. "Where was the place to which evil spirits first became attracted?"

"It's the north-most region!" Yun Heng pointed in front of them.

Lonemoon and Yi Qing exchanged a meaningful look and nodded curtly. "Let's go and take a look!" They were going to do it, whether to find out the truth or just to look for that Mischievous Ghost.

The direction that Yun Heng pointed out was where the Yin Qi seemed the thickest. Yi Qing brought Shen Ying and Lonemoon pulled onto Yun Heng. Four of them mounted swords and headed straight in. The closer they got, the darker their surroundings became. The Yin Qi was frighteningly thick. They could faintly see several remnant souls fly past them.

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?"

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"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."

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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.