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The gathered cultivators were immersed in an indescribable atmosphere. Qin Fengming's soft words reached their ears one after another, ringing like a great bell and surging through their minds, leaving lingering tremors.
This strange enlightenment from his explanations was something they had never experienced before. Even those who had often received guidance from their masters had never undergone such a wondrous realization.
Time flowed like water, and soon passed.
The crowd was deeply immersed in that strange enlightenment, forgetting the passage of time. Every heart was empty and serene, free of conflict and killing.
Yet just as they were lost in that state, a stretch of black clouds suddenly surged across the distant horizon. The mist spread with astonishing speed, crossing the vast region in an instant.
The mist roiled and swept across the boundless sky and earth like wind and lightning, surging toward Kongwu City. It moved so swiftly that, amid its howl, it crossed who knew how many miles.
The gathered cultivators listening to Qin Fengming expound the Dao sensed nothing unusual. Qin Fengming, however, suddenly changed expression, sprang to his feet, and looked into the distance.
"Has he come?" he murmured, his expression becoming intensely focused.
He had yet to sense any energy fluctuations, but Qin Fengming suddenly felt a pressure descend upon him, instantly heightening his vigilance.
The cultivators immediately noticed Qin Fengming's abnormal reaction. They opened their eyes one after another and swiftly looked toward him, while releasing their spiritual senses at full speed. Yet none of them sensed anything.
As the cultivators stared in confusion, one of them suddenly cried out, "There's a fluctuation in the distance. It's coming this way!"
Before the shout had even faded, a vast mass of dark mist appeared in the cultivators' spiritual senses.
The dark mist was