Ke Meng's spirituality had been suppressed by the side effects of the Seeker's Black Robe, leaving it lower than normal.
But even under that suppression, Ke Meng's spirituality still gave him a sense of danger far beyond that of ordinary people.
After passing forty doors, Ke Meng instinctively sensed a faint threat coming from the next few doors.
One of those doors was very likely to swing open suddenly, letting some unknown creature charge out.
Ke Meng did not want to think hard, but that did not mean he had stopped thinking.
There was an inherent difference between laziness and stopping altogether.
Humans were creatures who sought benefits and avoided harm. Ke Meng did not know how to maximize his own gains. At that moment, he had only one thought: Trust my instincts.
Trust my instincts. They'll help me decide.
At that moment, rather than slowing down, Ke Meng accelerated. Lightning flared from the Lightning Dharma King ring on his finger.
Countless electrical arcs coursed through Ke Meng's body, stimulating every cell. His nervous system sensed the danger and instinctively adopted the most efficient way to move. Every cell worked together in perfect coordination, and every muscle fiber minimized wasted effort, channeling as much usable energy as possible into running.
Ke Meng's speed instantly broke the sound barrier, but there was too little matter in space to produce a particularly spectacular sonic boom cloud.
Moving through space meant he was already weightless, but the recoil bursting from beneath Ke Meng's feet was so powerful and rapid that he shot toward his destination as though flying.
Within a second, Ke Meng would pass those ten doors and charge into his own Sealing Pavilion.
The door closest to the exit suddenly opened, and a strange creature rushed out.
His upper body resembled