His grandfather once told him that it wasn't some existence targeting their vital points.
It was that they were too weak, so weak that they couldn't even bear the whispers in their ears.
Like when he first started his cultivation, seeing those stronger cultivators soaring around, all were a flash of tunneling light, sometimes when they just stood there, all he saw was a blob of light.
Once, he accidentally witnessed a clash between two powerful beings, and the dazzling light nearly blinded him.
It wasn't that they had the slightest intent to harm him; it was just that he was too weak, yet still trying to engage with beings far more powerful than him.
At this moment, Wei Lan began to feel fortunate for his past pride because he never slacked off when learning things, and he remembered childhood stories well.
Now, he could firmly resist the whispers in his mind.
He thought that this powerful being might have tried to lower their voice and reduce their divine power.
