Lin Feng, however, was not so naive.
After reaching his current realm, intuition was not something that could be ignored.
A single thought from a cultivator of his level could influence countless universes.
A warning from his instincts was often tied to a cause that had not yet manifested.
"There is definitely something."
Lin Feng muttered inwardly.
His thoughts soon drifted to a familiar incident.
"The Ming Plot..."
He recalled the mysterious snake shaped mark that had appeared before.
Even now, he still did not fully understand its origins.
That incident had taught him an important lesson.
The multiverse he ruled was vast beyond imagination, but it was not the only one in existence.
Beyond his realm were other realms. Beyond his heavens were other heavens.
And beyond his multiverse were countless other multiverse lords who possessed power comparable to his own.
Some might even be stronger than him in power.
"Cultivators from beyond my realm..."
