This was a special power, yet Yang Zhen did not know how to cultivate it.
It was the same power he felt within the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, although sealed within the Ice Coffin, it had not been successfully cultivated by the supreme female saint.
A power even the supreme female saint couldn't successfully cultivate?
The next moment, Yang Zhen shook his head, banishing the thought from his mind.
At that time, the supreme female saint must have already died, or rather, entered an eternal slumber, not that she hadn't cultivated it successfully.
Perhaps this power was something that could be cultivated in that era, it's just no longer commonly seen, or even seen at all, in today's world.
Yang Zhen was intrigued, he sat cross-legged next to the saucy chicken, spread out his divine consciousness, and began to analyze the attributes of this breath.
It was a very gentle power, giving one the feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze.
