Qin Ming prepared to get up. Continuing to cultivate here was of no use to him, so he might as well leave the "Dusk" for Meng Xinghai and the Thunder King Bird.
He transmitted his voice: "As long as you stay still, this place is very safe. Moreover, the source of the Spirit Field may extinguish soon, so there's no need to worry."
"Hmm?" Qin Ming suddenly felt something, now resonating with the entire mountain and river Spirit Field, his breathing synchronized with it, and his perception could extend far, sensing a malice approaching.
"Senior sister, let's prepare to retreat!" On a mountaintop, Qi Yunzhen held a stone as big as a millstone, boldly throwing it deep into the bamboo forest.
This was evidently the evil of human nature. He didn't recognize those people's identities, but feeling their integration with heaven and earth, coexisting with mountains and rivers, and blending with Tao Rhythm, he wanted to disrupt them before leaving.
