He was like a majestic eagle soaring in the sky, overlooking the undulating wilderness and canyons below, the mountains used for cross-country training blocked by a layer of gray haze, just like the grand and magnificent landscapes in ink paintings, awe-inspiring.
The wind constantly blew against his clothing, making the edges flutter and snap, yet Wang Ye still stood there motionless, like Superman standing high above, his cloak continuing to flutter against the wind, while his posture remained as steady as a rock.
After reaching a suitable height, he closed his eyes and expanded all his Five Senses abilities.
Whish!!!
In an instant,
the sound of wind, the chirping of insects, the calls of birds, the rustling of gravel, the flow of rivers, the sound of breathing... even the sound of earthworms wriggling in the soil, flies buzzing their wings, and leaves gently brushing. No matter how subtle or distant, every sound flowed into his ears all at once.
