The higher a cultivator's cultivation, the calmer and more resilient his state of mind became. Facing more than a hundred thousand cultivators, everyone remained composed, their expressions utterly unchanged. Not a single person's eyes revealed anything unusual.
As the boats drew near, the more than a hundred thousand cultivators present suddenly fell completely silent. Within that vast gathering of people, even the turbulent waves below seemed to quiet down at once.
Everyone wore respectful expressions as they gazed at the enormous boat, excitement faintly showing in their eyes.
Looking at the five Profound Spirit cultivators, Qin Fengming's eyes gleamed brilliantly.
Suddenly, the resolute middle-aged man seated at the very center of the boat abruptly opened his slightly closed eyes. A sharp gleam shot out and instantly locked onto Qin Fengming among the countless cultivators.
His eyes flashing with brilliance, he stared at Qin Fengming for a full two breaths, as though he intended to see through Qin Fengming's entire body.
As the middle-aged man's gaze settled on him, an invisible pressure simultaneously enveloped Qin Fengming.
Under the scrutiny of a mid-stage Profound Spirit cultivator, Qin Fengming's heart jolted violently. An icy chill surged up his back, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant.
If not for Qin Fengming's mind being far stronger than that of cultivators at the same stage, he might already have gone limp and collapsed from the air.
Fortunately, Ju Feng did not look at him for long. Once he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again, the terrifying sensation that had filled Qin Fengming with utter dread also vanished.
Only then could he clearly sense that if Ju Feng wanted to kill him, he would not need to act at all. With but a thought stirring his soul and the slightest release