Han Feng stood on the stone platform outside the cave.
He let the briny wind, unique to the Blood Sea, buffet his combat suit.
The surroundings were still a deathly, silent gray.
But within his Divine Sense Domain, which now covered a hundred-meter radius, this world was no longer a chaotic darkness, but a three-dimensional map rendered in perfect detail.
The drift of every speck of dust, the trajectory of every wisp of air—all was within his grasp.
He looked down, examining his palm.
The lines on his palm were clear, and beneath the skin, a gentle, jade-like luster seemed to flow.
This was proof that his Innate Sword Body had started at the Middle Level. His very level of existence had already made a leap.
'I should test this newfound power first.'
A thought flickered in Han Feng's mind.
SHING!
The Tier One Spiritual Energy Alloy Longsword at his waist unsheathed itself at his command.
