Of course, this only applies to experts below the Martial Saint level.
Large numbers of martial artists were inexplicably turned to ashes before they could even get close to Ye Feng.
Upon arriving here, the soul power of many heroic warriors was being continuously depleted.
The armor he wore became increasingly transparent and thin.
Once they leave the nourishment of the Yin energy of the Xuelong River, their soul power is constantly being lost.
It looks like it won't last much longer.
The voices of many heroic warriors reached their ears.
"Ye Feng, don't worry about us, kill Horton!"
"We cannot rest in peace until we have personally avenged our enemies."
"Please rest assured, seniors, I swear I will not rest until I kill Horton today."
Ye Feng strode forward and made a domineering move.
The Mountain and River Seal crashed down, powerfully annihilating the many Elephant Kingdom warriors who stood in its way.
Soon, he tracked Horton's scent and arrived deep in the mountains.
Here, miasma abounds, eerie winds blow in gusts, and gloomy clouds hang heavy.
The valley above is perpetually shrouded in dark clouds.
From some dark and gloomy corners of the mountains, strange chirping sounds could be faintly heard, as if vengeful ghosts were wailing mournfully.
The place is filled with an extremely heavy yin energy, as if one were in the underworld.
The vast, dark mountain range gleamed with a chilling, eerie light, resembling a forest of ghosts.
Deep within the black fog ahead, there stood a dilapidated temple.
Half of the temple roof has collapsed, and the passageway is drafty.
In front of the temple gate, weeds grew wildly, and the place was desolate and withered.
It looks very strange.
Horton's presence disappeared in the vicinity; he must be hiding inside the dilapidated temple.
Ye Feng activated his Purple-Gold Divine Eyes and looked into the temple.
This glance was quite a shock...
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