After breaking through his entire cultivation, Ye Feng sensed a crisis, one that came with extraordinary peculiarity.
Had it not been for Ye Feng's joyful state and absolute ethereal state, he might not have noticed it at all.
The moment he detected these feelings, a sense of anxiety arose in his heart even before those worries started to emerge.
With a slight movement of his feet, he flew toward the thatched hut on the mountain peak.
Upon returning to the mountain and seeing the beauties still lazily sleeping in the hut, the concerns in Ye Feng's heart slowly dissipated, leaving only a sense of calm.
"This crisis is definitely not unfounded. Perhaps, its emergence is triggered by some action of the Sun Gang. Fortunately, my cultivation has advanced. Otherwise, it would indeed be hard to detect, and I wouldn't even notice at all."
"However, since I've already sensed these irregularities, this place can no longer be stayed at."
