"Every blade of grass, every leaf, every grain of sand, every stone." Du Yu murmured softly.
Lying limply on the ground, he was covered by a long dress of flower and leaf, with darkness all around him.
Yet he had no intention of crawling out from under the hem of the skirt to gaze upon the world—for, in this moment, he was everywhere!
"So hot." Du Yu squeezed his eyes shut, clenching his fists.
Endless Demon Breath, carrying threads of Demon Soul, spilled outward, sweeping across all things of the world, perceiving everything around him.
The soft floral leaves upon the skirt, the fissures riddling the scorched earth.
The terror of the Celestial Fire plummeting from the night sky, and those countless Mountain Fire Blade Souls.
Mountain Fire Saber... so sorrowful.
Why?
Why do I feel such grief as well?
Suddenly, Du Yu became aware that he could empathize with the fate of every being in existence.
In this instant, that so-called power of empathy soared to limitless heights!
