"How is this possible? He actually mastered the Supreme Sensing Art!"
At that moment, the Taiqing Palace Master stood shoulder to shoulder with Ling Qingzhu. Both stared in utter shock at the phenomenon rising from the direction of Xiao Ling's secluded chamber.
The Palace Master pressed her red lips together, disbelief churning like stormy waves in her cold eyes. She simply could not imagine that, in such a short time, Xiao Ling had completely mastered the Supreme Sensing Art—a secret art passed down through generations in the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, which countless predecessors had failed to cultivate even after devoting their entire lives to it.
He was merely an outsider. He had only just obtained the essence of the technique, yet he had effortlessly penetrated the mysteries that had baffled the sect for a thousand years. Such a heaven-defying feat left her heart in turmoil for a long time.
"Master, what exactly is happening?"
Ling Qingzhu gazed at the dazzling pillar of light shooting into the heavens, her lovely face filled with shock and confusion. Unable to restrain herself, she turned to the Palace Master beside her and asked softly.
The Palace Master watched the rising phenomenon, then gave a bitter smile and slowly shook her head. Her voice carried a hint of melancholy and self-mockery.
"It seems that our aptitude was ultimately too poor, and our vision too limited. We failed to grasp the true profundities of this art. The Supreme Sensing Art is an unsurpassed method capable of reaching heaven and earth. Only a senior with strength beyond compare and a vision above heaven and earth could cultivate it so easily and draw upon Supreme Power."
As streams of Chaos Origin Light continuously poured into his body, a clear, ethereal cry suddenly rang out from the Shen