The Faint Hints of Killing Intent

Leaving aside the punishment Shi Ao would face when he returned to his clan after the failed operation, and the heavy losses the Demon Race had suffered this time, let us turn to Ling Tian and the others. After freezing the passage, they entered a planet.

It was a large planet, with beautiful scenery and abundant spiritual energy, much like the one near the Natural Barrier. But unlike the previous planet, this one had few cultivators—and barely any other life, either.

Sensing the faintly chaotic aura here, Ling Tian felt a vague resemblance to the Ancient Battlefield on Tianmu Star.

"The aura here is so mixed, and there's a faint, savage Killing Qi," Ling Tian mused. "If this is only the entrance to the Land of Chaos, I wonder what the central region is like."

Feeling this aura, Ling Tian grew faintly excited. He could barely suppress his desire to kill, and his own aura had turned somewhat savage. After so much killing, he was no longer the refined and gentle man he had once been. Hatred had hardened his heart, and filled it with a thirst for bloodshed.

"Ling Tian, rein in your heart." Po Qiong's voice rang out in Ling Tian's mind, tinged with worry. "Your Killing Intent is very strong now. This kind of Killing Intent can easily make you lose yourself, and if that happens, it'll be extremely difficult to find your way back."

In the past, Po Qiong had worried that Ling Tian's kind nature would make it hard for him to survive in the Cultivation World. So when Killing Qi first entered Ling Tian's body, Po Qiong hadn't warned him; in fact, he had even felt a little pleased. He'd believed that being tempered by the Killing Qi would make Ling Tian more resolute.