As Ye Feng ventured deeper, the rain grew heavier, but he felt no discomfort. Instead, it felt extraordinarily familiar, as though he too had become part of the downpour.
Ye Feng immersed his mind in the heavy rain, seemingly becoming the rainwater itself. It seemed he could peer through the rain at everything within a hundred li, without a single person detecting him.
This discovery left Ye Feng astonished. Its range was far greater than that of his divine sense, though it had a drawback: it was limited by the extent of the rainfall. Toward the Land of Rain, Ye Feng could observe places where rain fell within a hundred kilometers, but toward the Land of Fire, his reach stopped after just four or five kilometers, simply because there was no rain any farther away.
It seemed this ability could only achieve its greatest effect in the Land of Rain.
Yet Ye Feng's intuition told him there was definitely more to this ability. He immersed himself in the rain once again, and with a thought, all the rain within thirty meters of him actually froze in midair.
Looking around him, Ye Feng was utterly stunned. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have gained the ability to control water, just as he had with wind before.
Then Ye Feng controlled the rainwater again, forming it into various shapes and even condensing it into weapons, which he fired at distant trees.
But the rainwater was too soft. Once the weapons formed from water struck the tree trunks, they scattered into splashes, leaving the trees completely unharmed.
Ye Feng shook his head at the sight, but he knew it was not the water's fault. His own ability was still insufficient. It looked like he would need more practice in the