This dark robed cultivator wore dark cultivator robes and was circulated with dark chi. However, the difference between their power was too great. When Ye Mo stopped in front of him, he suddenly realised that there was someone in front of him.
"Qian bei…" This black robed cultivator said shakily. Even though Ye Mo didn't exert any pressure, he could feel Ye Mo was countless times stronger than him.
"Where did you come from, what are you doing here?" Ye Mo asked. His spirit sense saw that the black robed cultivator's bag, it was filled with all sorts of souls. Some of them were rather condensed and conscious.
Not all souls that were here had no conscious. Many souls wanted to use the abyssal realm to enter their next life so they came here.
