Xue’er destroyed her game board, bestowed the Echelon Heart, and then vanished over the horizon.
Meng Hao remained behind, panting. Because of the stimulation of the Echelon Heart, his divine sense continued to spread out rapidly in all directions, and his body was trembling violently.
“Echelon Heart….” he thought, his eyes shining brightly. His divine sense had soon filled the central temple region and began to spread out through the Nine Nations.
As it passed the cultivators and soldiers, their faces flickered. What they saw when they looked up was roiling clouds rapidly spreading out to cover the sky.
It was as if the Heavens were being obscured, and the lands covered up. The center of it all was Meng Hao. The cultivators, especially Fan Dong’er and the others, could see something else, something that the mortal soldier’s couldn’t. They saw a semi-transparent tempest raging around Meng Hao.
That tempest was forming the clouds and the wind that spread out in all directions.
Meng Hao frowned. “Don’t tell me that this thing’s only function is to power up my divine sense and send it out in all directions, is it?”
He had used a bit of trickery to defeat Xue’er and acquire the Echelon Heart. However, he had not won her assistance, and right now, the exact usage of the Echelon Heart was a bit of a mystery to him.
“It can make Echelon cultivators stronger, huh….” His eyes flashed, and without any further hesitation, he closed his right hand tightly around the scintillating Echelon Heart.
He gripped it hard, and his mind began to spin as the Echelon Heart fused into the palm of his hand.