"Having just achieved Foundation Establishment, it is time I went to Danxin Cave and sought Master's guidance."
Chen Sheng stood at the entrance to Hibernating Dragon Cave, his hundred-zhang Spiritual Sense spreading out like an invisible net.
The veins of the surrounding grass and trees, the spiritual energy flowing through cracks in the rocks, even the crawling paths of insects beneath the earth—all appeared in his Sea of Consciousness in the finest detail.
He drew a deep breath, his white robe fluttering gently in the mountain wind.
With one step, though no Dharma Artifact supported him beneath his feet, his body rose like a swan standing upon the void, streaking toward Danxin Cave.
Foundation Establishment cultivators needed no external object to fly.
Spiritual Sense could easily capture the subtle changes in the airflow and even manipulate them with precision.
The liquid mana within the Dantian slowly flowed forth, forming an invisible layer of Spiritual Light around the body, enough to bear one aloft and ride the wind.
This was completely different from body cultivators!
What body cultivators excelled at was short-range bursts. Like Chen Sheng now, if he activated his Blood Qi, he could flash three hundred zhang in an instant.
Such exertion was hardly small, however, and was mostly used in battle to break through distance restrictions and avoid being kited. It was difficult to use for everyday travel.
At the beginning of his flight, Chen Sheng was still unfamiliar with coordinating mana and Spiritual Sense. His body occasionally swayed, like a child learning to walk.
But this was precisely where Spiritual Sense showed its wonder.
Every instant of imbalance, every disturbance in the airflow, every shift in his center of gravity was fed back with perfect clarity, and his mana made the most precise adjustments accordingly.
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