To cultivators, killing intent was actually very obvious. It was an aura that was not easy to hide.
The stronger one's mental power was, the more sensitive they were to auras like killing intent.
The cultivation of killing intent was not just simply having killing intent. It required one's hands to be dyed with blood and slaughter many lives. Through the resentment, despair, anger, and other emotions before the death of a life, the fused strands of vitality wrapped around the killer's body to form killing intent.
In the dusky clouds, raindrops fell from a height of 100,000 feet and landed on the ground, the embankment, and the lake. The cracked water droplets were like flowers blooming in spring, covering the huge West Lake with a layer of mist.
