Silhouette
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As he headed towards the core, Ye Futian slowed down. It was not just him; all those who came here were exceptionally cautious.
In this underground region, magma flowed and merged with the power of Yin, forming flames of Yin. It caused people to sense a terror that stemmed from deep within their soul. Flames of Yang were domineering and tyrannical; flames of Yin were exactly the opposite. If the flames of Yin corroded one's body, they could not be extinguished. They would corrode bone and seep into the spirit, consuming both body and soul.
Hence, all the cultivators avoided the flames carefully. Aside from that, the power of Yin itself gave off a bone-chilling cold that could corrode the Way of cultivators and was very dangerous.
Even Ye Futian's will was restricted. It was very difficult for him to release his will across a long distance. He was not the only one; it was the same for the other cultivators who came here.