As the group continued their descent, the surrounding yin energy grew increasingly dense.
In the end, it almost solidified into a visible purple-black fog, slowly rolling near the ground, resembling entwined writhing tentacles, which instinctively filled one with a fear that made one shudder and chilled to the bone.
"The yin energy here seems different from the absolute yang area we encountered last time," Wei Dongliu suddenly said, "It feels different."
"Indeed," Jiang Liyan also agreed, "If the yin energy from last time gave the sensation of 'heaviness,' then this time it feels 'cold.'
"Human children, this shows that you have no real understanding of death," the Flying Asura said, sticking out its sharp tongue and licking its lips with a sinister smile, "If you had a near-death experience, you would definitely remember this kind of aura."
"What's your understanding of death, then, senior Asura?" Long Xiaoqi quickly asked.