John wanted to flare his divine sense out in all directions to detect the source of the killing intent, but he held back from doing so. Unleashing his Divine Sense would not only be considered incredibly rude in a dense city like this, as it would wash over thousands of other cultivators nearby, but would also alert the source of the killing intent that he could detect it.
'Could it be that woman, or one of the others in her group?'
That was the only thing John could think of. No one else in this world would have killing intent towards him, as no one else knew who he even was. Trying to act as natural as possible, John continued walking forward, appearing calm on the outside, but alert and ready on the inside.
He scanned for any movement in the shadowy alleyways nearby, any fluctuation in the auras surrounding him. Anything that would alert him to the source of the killing intent.