Wang Zesheng stood in the Highest Mental World, looking towards the brilliant land where the mythic tides rose and fell. The Supernatural Center was close, right ahead.
Yet he frowned slightly. Before he had truly drawn near, why did he already sense something amiss?
He and Jiang Yun both closed their eyes, using the strongest spiritual senses they had nurtured in the Desolate Land to catch, in the unseen depths, the factors that made him feel uneasy.
"There should be True Saints lying in ambush in that region." Wang Zesheng spoke with a grave expression.
Although Imperial Dao Beings had used supreme treasures to Conceal Heavenly Secrets, hiding all their Dao Rhyme and life fluctuations, he had still discovered "traces."
"The Supernatural Center is a little dangerous. If one is not careful, could one actually be intercepted? The state of this world is truly bad." Wang Zesheng said.
He had only just approached and had not formally set foot in the Mythical Center, yet he had encountered unknown True Saints blocking his way in the Highest Mental World.
Could it be that if he passed through here, he would be attacked?
"There is indeed Killing Intent hidden there." Jiang Yun nodded as well, her expression solemn. Although she wished to keep a low profile, she was absolutely not afraid of trouble.
The two said nothing. They had long since concealed their own fluctuations and extended their senses deeper towards the distance. If there was an anomaly, slaughtering their way through would be no problem.
"Had problems. There is more than one True Saint. In truth, I really hope this has nothing to do with us." Wang Zesheng lightly stroked the black longsword with his hand.
Generally speaking, he did not wish to engage in meaningless battles, especially in the Supernatural