As the saying went, killing intent hid in the heart. For cultivators, sensing murderous intent was no remarkable skill. Once one's cultivation rose layer by layer, spiritual awareness, Divine Consciousness, and the heart could all perceive the emotions of others.
That was why, when standing before a mighty figure, the moment a thought turned in one's mind, the other party could know what one was thinking.
Now, the Four Lands were steeped in a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
Killing intent was everywhere, visible at every turn, suffusing the entire world.
It was not merely Immortal Path cultivators who could gain no advantage here. Even Demonic Cultivators and practitioners of evil paths found it difficult to endure.
At such a time,
the tacitly agreed seven-day period between both sides
unexpectedly showed no fluctuations. A Variable Fate was a Variable Fate—how could it be determined by the principles of Heaven from the past?
Seven days passed, then another seven.
Clearly, within the turning of a thought and beneath prying eyes, that faint, shadowy Heavenly Mandate had indeed manifested during divination.
Yet it could no longer be trusted.
For although that layer of Chaos Qi gradually thinned and weakened each day,
it had ultimately not completely opened.
This Chaos Qi of a true world did not originate from the outer cosmos. It concealed endless mysteries, as though the Dao Rhyme of countless Great Daos had emerged all at once. Those with insufficient cultivation or unsteady Dao Hearts would inevitably suffer Dao Transformation and depart if they attempted to comprehend it.
This was no empty threat, but something that had truly happened during this period.
Several months passed.
Lu Qing cultivated within Sun-Moon Mountain, while also watching the shifting tides of the Four Lands.
As the birthplace of this storm, this place was calm in