Only when his eyes happened to sweep over this text did he begin to grasp a few clues. Now, after reading it again from beginning to end, he finally understood it completely.
This text was Xie Qingfeng's cultivation notes. The content Xu Yi had focused on made up less than a tenth of the whole piece. In fact, the notes merely mentioned the name Spirit Splitting Art, without detailing its techniques. Yet Xu Yi had successfully deduced the method from the text.
First, the insights recorded here were essentially a distillation of the Spirit Splitting Art's essence. Second, Xu Yi's perception was astonishingly keen, and he had extensive experience applying it. With only a little deduction, he had more or less figured out how it worked.
As it turned out, the strength of this secret art, the Spirit Splitting Art, lay in redefining and dividing the power of perception.
All along, Xu Yi had been using his perceptive abilities. He had begun using them frequently back when he was still in the Qi Sea Realm, yet he had never been able to define them precisely.
It was like how people needed air to breathe, yet how many ever thought about the need to define air precisely?
Only after reading about the Spirit Splitting Art did Xu Yi realize that perception was not sensation, but a shadow of the soul that existed between the real and the unreal. It was a complicated matter, but all he needed to know was that perception was not linear. It could be divided.
All along, he had used his perception by taking himself as the center. When he wanted to sense something, he projected his perception toward it, gradually forming a perfectly round field of perception, with himself at the center and the range of