Chapter 1208: Chapter 1208: Mist
The savior?
Yang Yan felt a bit awkward.
Honestly, during the Hidden World Human Demon War on Earth, he indeed played the role of a savior.
But he never expected that upon arriving here, he seems to have another similar identity waiting for him.
Yang Yan briefly summarized that these guys clearly regard him as the existence from the prophecy meant to save the day.
They believe this because Yang Yan’s appearance earlier, wielding Star Night and Asura, and wearing Illusory Night, precisely matched the prophecy’s indication.
As a result, this group of Primordial Spirits with Golden Core cultivation had such a dramatic shift in attitude.
However, those Primordial Spirits obviously didn’t know Yang Yan’s thoughts at the moment, showing a look of "you must believe us."
Yang Yan couldn’t help but find it amusing.
Especially that Void-Devouring Tiger Race Primordial Spirit leading the way, with its eyes squinting closely together, its cat-like head lifted upwards to look at him, almost made him burst out laughing.
But their explanation couldn’t fully satisfy Yang Yan.
Not even mentioning the truth of the prophecy, just their offensive actions without any cost made Yang Yan feel quite unhappy.
However, from their fragmented explanations, Yang Yan finally gathered some useful information.
Shortly before he entered, other disciples also entered this space but couldn’t resist the invasion of the Evil Qi, losing a significant portion of their strength, eventually going mad and dying or dying at the hands of Primordial Spirits infected by the Evil Qi.
Furthermore, among these disciples, there were those who practiced Demon Race cultivation techniques.
At this point, Yang Yan couldn’t bother arguing with these creatures anymore and immediately demanded them to take him over, trying to figure out what’s going on with those disciples practicing Demon Race techniques.
That Golden Core Primordial Spirit hesitated and asked, "What do you want to see them for? They’re all dead, nothing to see."
Yang Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at it intensely.
The Golden Core Primordial Spirit shrank its neck and hurriedly changed its tone, "But since it’s your request, we certainly won’t refuse. Follow me!"
After speaking, it led the way ahead.
Yang Yan smirked and quickly followed by performing a body technique.
Along the way, Yang Yan carefully observed the surroundings.
He found this area wasn’t as spacious as outside the barrier, retaining a lifeless feel.
In less than half the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the guiding Golden Core Primordial Spirit stopped.
Sure enough, they found some human corpses.
But within this short period, they had been corroded by Evil Qi beyond recognition, making identification difficult.
Their bodies were almost entirely covered in wounds, with faint black Qi emanating from them.
Yang Yan didn’t know the world’s attitude towards people practicing Demon Race techniques, but having experienced the Hidden World Human Demon War, he was naturally hostile to them.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Yan turned and asked the Primordial Spirits, "When you discovered them, did you notice any special markings on their bodies?"
The Primordial Spirits exchanged glances, and finally, the guiding Golden Core Primordial Spirit responded to Yang Yan’s question.
It shook its head and said, "There were no markings. Aside from practicing Demon Techniques, their aura was different from others, but otherwise, they were similar."
Hearing this, Yang Yan nodded slightly and again carefully examined the corpses of those who didn’t practice Demon Techniques.
Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, he couldn’t find any anomalies and had to give up.
While unsure of the identity of those practicing Demon Race techniques, there’s one undeniable fact.
Among the people sent by the sects, there were indeed some practicing Demon Race techniques.
Whether a conspiracy or accident, the entry of those practicing Demon Race techniques into the Demon Cave was bound for no good.
It seems his initial intuition was correct; this trip to the Demon Cave is far from simple as imagined.
But what precisely these creatures’ plots are needs to be gradually verified.
Yang Yan gradually gleaned some information about the place from the Primordial Spirits.
According to them, their situations were similar.
These intelligent Primordial Spirits existed in this space for a long time.
But it’s as if they’ve been damaged since then, with their power constrained to some extent, and they’ve lost part of their memories.
Leading to an inability to recall why they’re within this space.
Of course, as an outsider, Yang Yan felt their memories might have been deliberately erased!
According to their words, since they appeared, the Evil Qi had existed in this space.
Though unaware of the source of the Evil Qi, a few high intellect Primordial Spirits existed who, through limited clues, deduced a rough theory.
Though rough, countless days and nights of brainstorming, pondering deeply, even taking heavy risks were involved.
Thus, the deduction held a certain degree of reliability.
It’s suspected that something powerful and evil exists within this space, continuously emitting this Evil Qi, making the Qi denser.
They’ve attempted to search throughout the space without finding anything.
They also tried to summon the collective strength of the Primordial Spirits here to suppress the Evil Qi.
Many Primordial Spirits didn’t hesitate to expend their Soul Power to resist, yet it’s treating the symptoms, not the root.
Even if they could withstand temporarily, over time, ultimately they couldn’t escape the invasion of Evil Qi, losing strength.
Some even lost their minds completely, becoming puppets of Evil Qi, madly wanting to destroy all living beings they could see.
Due to this, the accumulating Evil Qi broke through the space’s barrier, infecting the monsters living in the Land of the North Cold.
Outside, a host of low-tier Primordial Spirits were invaded by Evil Qi, yet only the special Divine Beast-level Primordial Spirits here resisted.
But due to the long passage of time, their strength naturally declined compared to before.
Seeing the suppressive power weakening, and now with none retaining their past Soul Power, they couldn’t suppress the Evil Qi anymore, so they formed a barrier for self-preservation.
Yang Yan thought this approach was naturally right.
After all, even when their strength far surpassed now, they couldn’t resolve this issue. Now the only option is to preserve live strength, stalling as much as possible.
If it were him, he’d probably do the same.
The barrier he finds himself in now was established by the strongest three among all Primordial Spirits here with power equating to the early Nascent Soul Realm Great Power.
Realizing continued survival would eventually lead to exhaustion, they used up their Spiritual Power, prophesied, and then fell into slumber.
While the other Primordial Spirits within kept waiting in dormant for the savior in the prophecy to appear.
