In the end.
After a bout of playful antics.
Although they could not sense his actual condition at all, everyone ultimately believed that the dense, dark-gray mist ahead was some sort of incidental effect of Ling Wuyuan advancing to the [True Form Realm]. With their interest piqued, they joined Pei Yiman and the others in watching silently.
It was simply the attitude of spectators who never feared a spectacle getting out of hand.
Among them, the stronger they were, the more interested they became in that dense, dark-gray mist.
Because they discovered that they could not sense the slightest abnormality within it, as though nothing existed there at all.
For high-level cultivators.
This situation was undoubtedly far more worthy of attention than directly sensing a profound, bone-piercing danger!!
After all.
It meant that, should something go wrong, they might very well walk into death without a sound or a sign.
That was far more terrifying than an ordinary crisis!!
And so.
After confirming that the Gray Mist was actually something Ling Wuyuan had stirred up, everyone immediately began pondering in silence: if they were the ones facing that Gray Mist, how exactly should they respond?
And this was a basic quality of the strong.
When facing a problem, first consider whether you could handle it.
Yet, to everyone's disappointment, no matter how they pondered, observed, or compared... they ultimately could not detect a single opening.
It was as though the Gray Mist truly was some sort of illusion that did not exist on the plane of reality.
This gave many of them a deeper understanding of Ling Wuyuan's actual strength, while also bringing an involuntary surge of helplessness and desolation to their hearts.
...The reason was simple.
If they could not even observe it.
Then that could only mean the