Here, he could sense even more things.
He moved in the direction where the sensation was strongest and soon arrived at the edge of the Yin Devil Nest.
He saw the Yin Devil Mother lying at the edge of the cliff, having stopped its feeding, it lay there motionless.
Yu Ziqing could clearly feel the fear within the Yin Devil Mother's heart.
These fears continuously transformed into a force of emotions, falling into the Mist Sea.
Yu Ziqing extended a hand, gently grasping, and a wisp of black-gray aura appeared in his palm.
However, this wisp of aura was a bit different from the last time he grasped it, with the imprint on it appearing more distinct.
The last time, it must have been a long time ago, it hadn't dissipated yet and was just pure power.
Yu Ziqing let go, and that wisp of black-gray aura fell into the Mist Sea, disappearing without a trace.
