After what seemed like an eternity, Zu An was awoken by distant sounds of birds chirping.

The blades of grass around him, the flowers, the trees… he began to notice them all, one after another. The grass was still the same grass, and the trees were still the same trees, yet everything somehow seemed a little different.

He didn’t know exactly how they were different, but it seemed as if he could sense the life force and ki within them. He’d had the same reaction when he first became a cultivator as well.

He slowly looked around him. His gaze fell upon an old, sinister and creepy-looking corpse. It was Old Mi!

Zu An shivered in fear. He immediately leapt off the ground. He had jumped instinctively, yet he instantly soared more than a dozen feet into the air. It took him a while before he finally landed again.

He was stupefied, and looked at his own hands in disbelief....