Jin Chi flew toward Daluo Temple. From a distance, just as the spies had reported, the entire Daluo Temple, an area of about a thirty-mile radius, was swallowed up by black clouds.
In the vast sunny sky, this extraneous black wall seemed so out of place and unusual.
Lin Jin hadn't thoroughly learned what these black clouds were so they shouldn't fly straight into it. They couldn't either. Not only did the black clouds seal off all aura, but it was also sturdy enough like a wall, blocking everything from passing through.
Lin Jin could feel the resistance. And the harder he pushed his palm forward, the greater the resistance.
An average person would be stuck on the outside of these black clouds as if they were facing a wall. Lin Jin could actually force his way in but would be thrown back out shortly.
It was Jin Chi's first time seeing such a strange substance. After giving it some thought, he swiped a wind blade at the black clouds.
