"Buzz, buzz, buzz-"
As he watched the Heaven and Earth Dao Arts evolve, the mental power in Lin Ke's mind hummed incessantly.
As though being baptized by that power, or perhaps sensing some connection with the power of heaven and earth, his aura kept rising.
"What a wondrous feeling..."
At that moment, he actually felt as though he had merged with heaven and earth and become a part of them.
Especially the nine golden cores in his sea of consciousness.
Ever since he had broken through to the Golden Core realm, the growth of his nine golden cores had been limited to absorbing and accumulating power.
His comprehension of the Heaven and Earth Dao Arts had not increased in the slightest.
But now, he distinctly felt his perception of the power of heaven and earth becoming clear and perceptible.
It was not a sensation, but an instinctive "pulse" within his body.
At first, this sensation was extremely faint, like breathing, slow and heavy.
But gradually, this pulse began to synchronize with his own breathing and the rhythm of the nine golden cores revolving within his cinnabar field.
"Thump..."
A mighty sound, barely perceptible, seemed to come from ages past, yet also from the deepest recesses of his heart, shaking his entire soul.
It seemed to be... the heartbeat of this world!
In a flash of inspiration, Lin Ke immediately stopped watching with his "eyes." Instead, he drew closer with his "heart," using his entire consciousness to listen to and feel this vast, majestic pulse of heaven and earth.
The light of his Yang Pupil withdrew, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Yet at that moment, the world he "saw" was clearer and vaster.
He "saw" that the raging sinister winds and killing intent were no longer mere forces of destruction.