No matter how colorless and formless the sinister threads were, they had still been refined from sinister energy. Even people outside the arena could sense the intense sinister energy, so how could San Gou, standing on the arena, have failed to notice?
In fact, the first person to notice was none other than San Gou himself.
He had been born with Yin-Yang Divine Eyes. As his eye arts continued to evolve, his ability to pick up on minute details had reached an astonishing level.
The moment He Jin stepped onto the arena, San Gou had already sensed the sinister aura surrounding him.
That had also given San Gou a rough idea of what kind of person he was.
To ordinary people, the process of these sinister threads continually forming might have been hard to spot. But with his Yin-Yang Divine Eyes active, their formation was crystal clear to San Gou. How could he possibly not know?
So the bewildered, clueless look on San Gou's face was nothing but a mischievous child's cunning. It was a trick he'd been playing since he was little: acting dumb to confuse his opponent.
As the sinister threads closed in around him like layer upon layer of laser beams, a mocking smile slowly crept across San Gou's lips.
"Do you know something?" San Gou suddenly spoke, his tone full of irritation. "When I introduce myself, you'd better listen carefully. Otherwise, your Grandpa San Gou is going to be very unhappy."
"And when I'm unhappy, things are going to end very badly for you!"
As he spoke, San Gou strode toward He Jin.
A brilliant golden light suddenly blazed in his eyes. A domineering beam of golden light, like the dawn that destroyed all darkness, like supreme radiance sweeping away the gloom.
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