This woman!
She was very special!
The aura of Dao resonance around her was heavy, incomparably dense—so dense it had practically become viscous.
Her aura was also very clean.
If Hua Zhengtian's Dao heart was a piece of burlap that had fallen into a stinking gutter, then hers was like a flawless sheet of paper. Though it drifted within the dye vat of the mortal world, it had never been stained by even the slightest mark.
Because of this special Dao heart, her soul had become increasingly pure. Her spirit in particular was active to an unbelievable degree.
She was very similar to him.
Especially on the level of the soul, where they possessed nearly identical senses.
This conclusion undoubtedly astonished Li Su. His soul possessed its unique perception only because it had been transformed by a supreme cultivation art, yet the woman before him was different—hers had formed after birth.
It was a peculiarity formed little by little through countless instances of unity between heaven and man, roaming through Dao resonance and flowing amid the myriad Daos.
It was truly unbelievable. How had she managed it?
Li Su had naturally roamed through Dao resonance before, but that had only happened after his realm had reached a sufficient height. If one's realm was lacking, even he could not do such a thing.
This was no ordinary practice.
Unless one's realm was profound enough to ignite Yang Fire and form a Yang Spirit. Put simply, only when one's soul could leave the body in broad daylight without suffering harm could one ensure one's own safety. Otherwise, there would be an enormous risk to one's life.
Thus, when he had been at a low realm, though he had also experienced periods of comprehending the myriad Daos, he had not roamed the sea