For cultivators at Kingspot’s level, their minds were rarely perturbed for no discernible reason. They were mostly impervious to violent passions, and ordinary events rarely disturbed their serenity, if ever.
In other words, their mentality was staunch and unwavering.
A strange ripple like the one he’d just sensed was usually an unfavorable omen. Not necessarily a portent of fatal danger, but it was much better safe than sorry.
Currently located a short distance away from Eternal’s main base, he’d been observing the human defenses while considering how best to overcome them. Pressed for time, he had to launch the attack...