Chapter 4586 — The Ancient Battlefield
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As for the pitch-black surroundings, they posed little problem for Wei Zhao either. In the Five Venoms Swamp he had been unable to deploy his divine sense with any ease, but here the constraints were nowhere near as severe. Even though seawater still put up a considerable barrier to divine sense, to Wei Zhao—long accustomed to the crushing isolation of the Five Venoms Swamp—that barrier did not amount to a fart. Since he could sense with his divine sense, whether his eyes could see or not made no difference.
Yet for some reason, now that he had unfolded his divine sense again after so long, Wei Zhao suddenly discovered that its strength—both in range and in clarity—had increased at least several times over from before!
This unexpected delight left even Wei Zhao somewhat dazed; the feeling was like a dream, and for a long while he could not collect himself.
His cultivation was no longer what it had been when he first entered the Five Venoms Swamp, but Wei Zhao had never once trained his divine sense specifically. For one thing, he had not yet reached that level; for another, under the oppression of the Five Elements Killing Qi he could not even unfurl his divine sense, let alone train it—he had the will but not the means. Who would have thought that, all unnoticed, his divine sense had surged so enormously!
After a moment of blankness, however, Wei Zhao finally arrived at a reasonably sensible explanation: "Could it be that once one's cultivation breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, one's divine sense naturally surges along with it?"
Bullshit! The ghost thing barely swallowed the curse. Unlike physical cultivation, which could be rapidly boosted with pills, divine sense had never come free to anyone—it could only be built step by step through ceaseless training and ceaseless comprehension.
Otherwise, to say nothing of Nascent Soul cultivators, even those a tier above at the Mystic Ascension stage would have pathetically weak divine sense. This brat Wei Zhao was sitting in the lap of fortune without knowing it, and still babbling about divine sense surging the moment he advanced to Nascent Soul. Where in the world did such cheap bargains come from?!
Why Wei Zhao's divine sense had suddenly surged, Wei Zhao himself did not know. But the ghost thing, watching from the sidelines, knew perfectly well: it was entirely because of that inexplicable awakening of divine sense back when they had discovered the Dragon of Five Baleful Spirits. For this brat to have stumbled upon such a rare, unrepeatable opportunity—if his divine sense had not surged after that, there truly would be no justice in heaven.
Yet although the ghost thing knew the cause, he could not tell Wei Zhao. The process of divine-sense awakening was a wondrous thing—a state of unconscious epiphany. So long as the ghost thing kept silent, Wei Zhao might one day enter that state again. But if Wei Zhao were to learn of it himself, then having tasted the sweetness, he would inevitably steer toward it, consciously or not—and that would defeat the purpose entirely.
The ghost thing stayed silent, and Wei Zhao took that as confirmation of his guess, treating the surge in divine sense as nothing out of the ordinary and giving it no further thought, concentrating solely on sensing his surroundings with his divine sense. What concerned him most now was not the state of his divine sense, but whether there were any sea beasts about.
Yet before Wei Zhao could fully release his divine sense, an overwhelming pressure descended out of nowhere, instantly forcing it back into his body. Under the violent backlash, Wei Zhao immediately spat out a great mouthful of blood!