Maxwell froze.
"What?"
The old man's voice became heavier.
You awakened the White Heaven Dragon Sense.
Maxwell's eyes widened slowly.
Even through all the pain and exhaustion—
Shock still hit him hard.
Because he knew what that meant.
Not completely.
But enough.
The White Heaven Dragon Sense was not ordinary.
It was one of the legendary sensory abilities of the higher Mana Dimensions. A technique said to belong only to true dragon bloodlines whose senses had surpassed mortal limitations entirely.
And the worst part—
It was notoriously difficult.
No.
Difficult was not enough.
Monstrous.
Entire clans had spent centuries attempting to awaken it.
Most failed.
Many died.
Some permanently lost their sanity trying to forcefully develop their dragon senses beyond normal limits.
Yet now—
Inside this lower world.
Inside a battlefield filled with smoke and blood—
He awakened it accidentally.
The old man still sounded shaken.
Do you understand what just happened?
