The next morning, at dawn.
Yang Heng stood in the open space of the courtyard, deep in thought.
After a single night, he felt an indescribable lightness throughout his body. The world before his eyes seemed clearer than ever, and his control over himself had strengthened considerably.
When he clenched his fists, he even felt as though the whole world lay within his grasp.
His brows furrowed slightly as Yang Heng began pondering the cause of these changes.
Before long, he arrived at a guess.
All signs pointed in one direction: Mental Energy!
At its root, all of this was connected to Mental Energy.
The eyes were windows through which the spirit and will passed, while the nerves controlled the body; that, too, could be attributed to the spirit.
The stronger one's Mental Energy, the more effortlessly one could control one's limbs, torso, and every part of one's body.
He wondered whether his Mental Energy had surged so abruptly that he had yet to fully adapt, thus creating all these sensations.
As for why it had suddenly skyrocketed, Yang Heng guessed it was due to watching that earthshaking, terrifying battle. Unknowingly, his Mental Energy had been tempered. That was why his head had felt so heavy and muddled at the time—just as one's body ached after intense exercise pushed it to its limit.
A blessing in disguise—this was something Yang Heng had never expected.
However, if he were asked to watch that battle capable of destroying heaven and earth again in order to temper his Mental Energy, he would not dare.
Previously, he had been able to watch it unharmed only because the Marrow Cleansing Pearl's remaining spiritual consciousness had protected him. Now that consciousness had vanished into ashes and smoke and could no longer shelter him. Watching it again