Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
The excitement and agitation in Shen Ping's eyes had long since faded, replaced now by profound shock. He was, after all, a Mahayana cultivator whose sea of consciousness possessed a vast amount of spiritual energy. If fully released, it could easily enshroud nearly half of Grey Stone City, and his divine sense could effortlessly cover the entire city. Yet, upon coming into contact with that obscure undulation, he had actually fainted like an ordinary mortal—it was simply beyond belief.
"Just what on earth was that undulation...?"
Chapter 378