With his back turned to the source of this malice, An Jing did not stop his pace; if anything, he moved with even greater fluidity.
Malice. He had certainly sensed quite a bit of it over the past few days.
Ever since An Jing began practicing the Serene Sword Observation and awakened his Spirit Root, his perceptions had become exceptionally keen. Following his recent realization of the true essence of the Great White Haoling Divine Prohibition, his spirit had grown even stronger and more distinct.
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