Zhang Yan felt a mysterious sensation flow into his mind, as if something had been added to it. With a gentle thought, he could reach every corner of this cloud mist. Even the slightest details became crystal clear in his perception, revealing their masterful transformations, leaving nothing concealed from his understanding.
Previously, he had regarded the You Yin Heavy Water as merely a lifeless object, unworthy of much consideration.
But now, as these drops of Heavy Water merged into the cloud mist, they seemed to come alive, as though fish returning to water.
Connected tightly to one another, their power converged, rolling and spinning together, emitting a deep, resonant hum. Within the mist, bolts of blazing lightning occasionally streaked through, flickering erratically. For miles around, golden serpentine flashes erupted in endless bursts, weaving through the air like shuttles in flight.
