BOOM!!!
A tremendous explosion seemed to detonate right beside Wei He's ears.
The vast Returning True Force within his body erupted all at once, like a powder keg exploding, scattering outward from the surface of his body.
Yet because of the inherent properties of Returning True Force, all the force that had been violently blasted out swiftly seeped back in through his skin.
A great quantity of medicinal liquid evaporated into silver mist, spreading throughout Wei He's body and beginning to merge as one with his Returning True Force.
Whoosh!
Wei He's eyes flew wide open.
With the aid of the medicine's effects, his visual perception was rapidly strengthening, soaring higher.
In the True Force system, every breakthrough brought further enhancement to one's supersensory faculties.
And at this very moment, Wei He's perception was undergoing another evolution.
The pale-silver medicinal liquid transformed into countless silver motes that spread across every part of his body.
Everything before Wei He's eyes changed drastically in an instant.
The training ground and manor before him rapidly decayed, becoming blanketed in thick dust.
Farther away, vein-like lines emerged in the black night sky.
From the air came the distant sound of what seemed like countless people howling in agony.
"This is..."
Wei He wanted to breathe in, only to discover that he had no means of breathing at all.
He lowered his head, yet could not see his chest. He could only see a humanoid shape composed of darkness.
When he raised his hands, they too had turned completely black.
Hoo.
In a daze, gusts of wind came whistling closer.
The howling wind was mingled with cries of anguish—men and women, old and young, like the chaotic, miserable weeping of countless people.
"Pain Wind!" Wei He instantly understood what level he had entered.
Whenever supersensory