Yin Mountain Range.
The location where the firelight descended was the peak of a mountain.
The mountain summit had disappeared, replaced by a massive crater.
Trees within a radius of several miles were uprooted, the central pit spanning a hundred feet in width, its walls made entirely of molten soil.
Song Lin arrived at the scene with eight others, but found no traces of the demon.
"Escaped?" Song Lin asked suspiciously.
"There's some kind of scent, but I'm unable to confirm," Shi Yinhua replied. "I have a way to determine the demon's whereabouts."
"Please do share!"
"It's like this…"
Upon his breakthrough, Shi Yinhua gained a special ability: the power to control corpses and gather intelligence through corpse qi.
Regardless of whether the corpses were human or animal.
"I see." Song Lin expressed slight astonishment. This young man, who looked not far from being a corpse himself, indeed seemed to be capable of manipulating the dead.
