Zuo Feng gently lifted his somewhat handsome face, and everything around him no longer seemed the same as before.
Whether the nearby flowers and plants, the trees, or the distant rolling hills adorned in verdant layers, everything appeared so vividly colored, a sensation he had never experienced before.
It was as if he could perceive subtle differences in the scenery around him. Taking a gentle sniff, amidst the strong scent of blood, he could even distinguish the fine fragrance variances between various flowers and plants.
His ears twitched slowly a few times, and the chirping of insects and birds around, or the faint sounds of beasts moving a dozen feet away, all clearly echoed in his ears.
At this moment, Zuo Feng felt as if his senses had evolved. His eyes, nose, ears, and even his skin reflected the slightest changes around him with crystal clarity into his mind.
