Ghost Spirit Sect (1)

In the silent valley, a figure slowly moved forward and gradually disappeared into the vast snowy valley, leaving only a trail of shallow footprints that were quickly covered by falling snow. 

"The concentration of spiritual energy here seems to have increased by a lot. The subtle mysterious power of heaven and earth is also gathering in front of us." 

Jiang Ming's face was a little pale. The wounds in his body continued to wreak havoc, causing him some pain. After all, it was a Saint Realm attack. Even if it was a projection, it was not something that a mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator like him could withstand. 

However, now that the indestructible origin light was pretending to be dead, Jiang Ming could only let the mysterious seed in his spirit base slowly absorb nutrients and heal his injuries. Meanwhile, he was slowly treading on the deep snow as he went deeper into the valley, sensing the changes in the surrounding environment.