This was no illusion. A powerful being had truly noticed what was happening here, cast his gaze in this direction, and was watching.
Heaven and earth fell silent, utterly still. No sound remained anywhere nearby. High above, countless shadows flickered and darted, blotting out the sunlight until everything grew dim, as if thick curtains had wrapped around the place layer upon layer.
An indescribable atmosphere slowly rippled through the air.
"Th-this is..." Uncle Huang trembled, seeming to have sensed the true nature of this power.
In a flash, two points of red light appeared beyond the curtain, illuminating a colossal silhouette that seemed to reach from heaven to earth. Those two points of red light were the giant's eyes.
The giant looked at Jiang Yan, who stood tall with his hand on his sword, and spoke with great interest:
"What kind of weapon is this?
"Rather interesting!"
Though the colossal figure's features were blurred beyond recognition, Jiang Yan could roughly guess his identity from the sheer might and tone of his words.
He had to be the Sin Lord, the only Jie Realm martial artist in Nanyan City—a true Great Being.
Only he could remain so calm after learning that Zong Yingyunting, a martial artist at the peak of the Extreme Realm, had been killed.
"What kind of weapon is this? It actually possesses such power. I've experienced much in my life, yet I've never seen a weapon this terrifying. A mere Wén Realm martial artist can wield it to easily kill someone at the peak of the Extreme Realm, without suffering any loss himself. That is truly remarkable."
The Sin Lord's immense voice poured down, booming like thunder:
"Offer me this weapon, and I can guarantee that I'll let bygones be bygones. I won't hold you accountable for killing