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The lingering traces of the dead air vortex in the air made Lin Feng even more certain that all the dead air filling the factory had been artificially collected. But then the question arose, just who had collected all this dead air?
"This dead air is produced by the slaughter of too many small animals, coupled with the fermentation of some rotten flesh. Even I, as a cultivator, can have my spiritual sense damaged by it, let alone ordinary people. Like those workers who work for a long time in this factory filled with dead air, their bodies have inhaled a lot of it, and their health has suffered severely. I'm afraid none of them will live past sixty..."
Now certain that the dead air had been collected by someone, Lin Feng was even more eager to find the person who had been gathering it. Anyone who could collect the dead air right under Lin Feng's nose was definitely not a simple character.
