Su Mo carefully walked into the pitch black cave.
He was walking very slowly because the cave was completely dark and filled with a dense layer of Ghost Qi. Even with his cultivation rank, he could not sense anything over 200 feet away from him.
The Ghost Qi filled the place like a thick layer of haze. Not only did it block his sight, it also prevented him from sensing anything with his spiritual senses.
Reaching his hands out in the pitch black cave, Su Mo felt as though he was being crushed. Even a small wind blowing towards him felt like a grave danger.
Thump!
A loud pounding sound echoed through the room. Su Mo had stepped on something soft and as he bent down to take a look, a flash passed through his eyes.
A cold corpse was below him and there was no sense of life in it.
"It's him!" Su Mo's heart jumped in shock. The corpse was that of a Black Flame Tribe member that had entered before him.