The power controlling these breath soil to attack the invaders seems to come from that place.
Xiang Beifei felt a shift in his mind and waved his hand. The sand that had been swirling in front of him gradually moved aside, revealing a strange, ruined city.
This city seemed to have been dormant for tens of thousands of years. The city walls were covered with various vines, with many damaged areas. Inside, the city felt like a dead city, with a thin mist of silence swirling around.
Xiang Beifei gazed at the ruined, dead city, frowning slightly.
All the power of the breath soil seemed to come from this city. However, when Xiang Beifei tried to probe into it with his Orifice Perception, he found himself blocked by something.
Above the ruined city, there was a powerful force that far exceeded Xiang Beifei's abilities, enough to block his Perception.
He couldn't help but become serious.
In the Edge Corner Airspace, his abilities were not omnipotent. He could assimilate the breath soil here, but couldn't assimilate the power of that city.
He seemed to understand that his Yin and Yang source energy was also limited, at least unable to interfere with things far stronger than himself. He could assimilate the breath soil because it was something he was very familiar with and knew how to mimic, but he completely didn't understand the city and found it difficult to assimilate.
Should he go take a look at this city?
Xiang Beifei pondered slightly. This was the Edge Corner Airspace; he still knew nothing about the situation here. But a ruined city that could appear here was definitely not something simple.
He decided to first get close and see the situation before deciding, first observing the outside of the city walls, whether to go inside was another matter.
With this thought, he waved his hand again, and the breath soil sand around him spread once more, swirling to conceal himself.
Leaning on the cover of the sand, he gradually approached the dead city.
The closer he got to the dead city, the more he could feel a repressive aura, like a heavy sensation left by the passing of years through successive weather assaults.
The city gate had no door, seemingly long destroyed, with a clear path. The aura of the gate was very eerie, the pitch-black avenue like a giant mouth of the abyss, as if it were about to swallow people.
For some reason, Xiang Beifei faintly felt that this city seemed to still be alive, with the flickering Yin energy seemingly breathing.
He slowly approached that abyss-like giant mouth, moving a few steps toward the entrance.
The wind whistled out from inside, blowing directly at his clothes, feeling somewhat chilly, but moments later, the wind seemed to start swirling back, like it was breathing in and out.
At this moment, the breath soil originally covering Xiang Beifei to disguise him was directly blown away, no longer under his control.
After waiting for a moment, it seemed that nothing unusual was happening.
The stone-paved road on the ground of the city gate was worn very smooth, as if frequented by people for years, with black moss growing in the cracks, yet the moss hadn't spread onto the road surface.
If something hadn't passed through here regularly, the moss should have grown excessively, at least enough to cover the stones, but they only grew in the cracks, very prudently.
Xiang Beifei stood at the city gate, looking inside, seeing a winding street disappearing around a corner.
The street was very clean, with places resembling shops on both sides, adorned with ancient wooden decorations, and benches and simple wooden stalls could even be seen lining the road.
Outside those shops hung wine flags, fluttering in the wind. Xiang Beifei could vaguely see the word "wine," and on the side of the street were several lush trees, which appeared to be locust trees.
This seemed to be an ancient street, and judging by its appearance, it was different from the ruin outside the city walls, as if people still lived here.
"Strange, I thought this was a ragged ancient city abandoned for millennia."
Xiang Beifei couldn't help but mutter.
Just now, from outside, he felt this city seemed to have suffered some kind of war, and it was more fitting for its inside to be leveled.
But standing at the city gate now, it didn't seem that way.
Erha was also puzzled, staring at those locust trees in the city, sniffling and howling twice.
"You can't control them?"
Erha, who could control trees, couldn't control those locust trees just fifty meters away.
Xiang Beifei pondered and said, "Maybe the trees here are like the breath soil."
Just like when he encountered the rampaging breath soil earlier, the breath soil bore a powerful aura, which he was unable to directly resist; thus, everything here might also be controlled by that mysterious power.
As Xiang Beifei stood at the city gate, while he was contemplating whether to enter the city and examine it further, he inadvertently glanced up, noticing a blurry shadow swiftly moving across the corner of the street, disappearing into a house by the street.
Xiang Beifei was startled.
The shadow moved too fast, not completely revealing its entirety; it was so dark inside that even a well-visioned cultivator wouldn't easily detect the shadow's presence.
Including Xiang Beifei.