Ye Mo stood in the mist. He didn't go back to the golden page world because he knew that it was different from before. It was just some ordinary mist now and it didn't harm him at all. Even when he walked back to the place where the mist had been sealed, nothing happened.
Ye Mo carefully sent his spirit sense out. He soon found that his spirit sense could go through places he couldn't before.
Without much effort, Ye Mo found the cultivator that had disappeared. He was just a pile of bones now - even the clothes on him were gone.
Ye Mo believed that the mist had lost its poisonous and spirit sense barrier properties after he had pulled away the spirit range. Theoretically, he should be safe now, but he had a sense of danger.
The dead cultivator's ring was right next to his body, but Ye Mo didn't have any intentions of picking it up at all.
He had to leave the valley quickly. That was his only thought.
