Gravis walked closer to Fear City. Even though he knew that danger could wait for him inside its borders, he still went through with it. This was only a city, and even if it were an outpost of the Darkness Sect, it would only have some Sapling Stage cultivators at most. If they didn't attack him, he wouldn't care, but if they did, this would serve as a good opportunity for tempering his will. Such a fight would be supremely difficult, but there was a chance of victory.
"Gravis, wait," came a voice in Gravis' Spirit, and he quickly narrowed his eyes, readying his saber. He didn't notice where the voice came from, and he didn't feel any Spirit encompassing him, which made him take this situation seriously.