The bright moon hung high over the sea, mist rising, making it look like a surreal immortal realm.
Ye Zhen, with his blue robe and hair tied high, was suspended in this ethereal place. His eyes were slightly closed, and his body was enveloped in a faint black spirit light. The Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten stood motionlessly on Ye Zhen's shoulder, making him seem serene and mysterious.
Yet, if someone observed closely, they would notice that the dense mist in the sky seemed to sway gently with Ye Zhen's light breathing, rising and falling with his chest.
Ye Zhen's Divine Sense was carried away with each rhythmic breath, fanning out toward the distance in front of him.
Originally, the ability to control Earth Spiritual Power that Ye Zhen gained from the Goldback Stone Beast King could at most let his Divine Sense extend beyond a hundred li by attaching to Earth Spiritual Power, even with his rapidly advancing Divine Soul Power, but it was unsustainable in that state.
