The whirring frequency of an insect's wings in the distant grass, the surface tension of a dewdrop on the nearby eaves, about to fall yet holding on.
He could even "see," with perfect clarity, every tiny ripple on the surface of the Body Tempering Pool behind him—each one stirred by the wind, colliding and merging.
The world had transformed from a flowing ink-wash painting into a meticulously detailed masterpiece, vibrant with color and precise down to the microscopic level.
"This is..."
Chu Fan's heart pounded.
The only other time he had experienced such microscopic perception was when activating the Spirit Array Map of the Demon Dragon Celestial Spirit Scripture.
But he hadn't activated the Spirit Array Map this time!
He was simply sitting here quietly, not intentionally circulating his Divine Sense, yet everything around him was as clear as the lines on his own palm...
Chu Fan subconsciously looked inward, and his pupils contracted at what he saw.
