The old man's assault had been the final catalyst, breaking the last barrier hindering Qin Huai's ascent to the king realm. An overwhelming force erupted from his core.
Inside Qin Huai's consciousness, the inky black throne elevated, its foundation radiating a mesmerizing celestial glow. As Qin Huai perceived his surroundings, every detail was heightened.
Observing a simple tree felt like understanding its very core. He felt an attuned connection to the world around him, as if he could perceive all with his eyes sealed.
This was the awakening of a king's profound senses.
At the same time, a purification process began within his bones, expelling impurities and rendering them as transparent as crystal. A wave of indescribable emotion welled up in him.