"The spiritual energy around here seems to be five times denser than at our sect's gate?" Jin Jian, standing on a rock, said with a puzzled expression on his face.
Originally, Fang Yunbai and others who were desperately absorbing spiritual energy, fiercely stopped their inhalation process. They were clearly aware that this bizarre situation was very abnormal.
Although the Wanxiang Sect is not one of the top seven powers in the world, it was once one of the Eighteen Famous Sects, and the spiritual energy at its gate was many times stronger than ordinary places.
But now, they were on a desolate mountain, and the spiritual energy here was five times stronger than at the gate of the Wanxiang Sect, the problem in this situation was self-evident.
"Within this spiritual energy, there's a trace of purple qi!" Ge Yunsheng slowly walked over, his voice carrying a hint of gravity.
