As the white mist grew increasingly dense, Jiang Liu, hidden inside the Divine Hall of Rules, furrowed his brows.
Although he could not sense that a consciousness existed within the white mist,
once the white mist began to thicken, he could clearly feel it.
Before this, his Divine Sense could penetrate the white mist and "see" everything inside it clearly.
But now, not only could he no longer "see" what was inside the white mist clearly, he could also sense a feeling of danger within it.
In other words, something was definitely hidden inside that white mist—something at least as powerful as the Battlefield Monster.
As for why he had not sensed any threat from the Divine Soul of the Rule Statue,
that was because the Divine Soul of the Rule Statue had not revealed the slightest bit of hostility toward him.
A martial artist was exceptionally sensitive to anything that harbored malice toward him.
In other words, the thing hidden inside the white mist was hostile toward every powerful living being within this Battlefield Space.
And naturally, that included him as well.
After all, he had already sensed the malice it radiated despite never having met it.
It was therefore surely hostile toward every powerful living being in this Battlefield Space.
Although Jiang Liu still did not know that the powerful threat hidden within the white mist was the consciousness born from this Battlefield Space,
that feeling of threat immediately made him alert.
After all, such a powerful force might very well be able to overpower even the Divine Soul of the Rule Statue, leaving it unable to protect him.
That was because, by then, it might not even be able to protect itself.
Who could blame it? The target of that threatening aura was every powerful living being