It wasn't that Jialuo couldn't see everything that had just happened.
But-
[Fire Eye Peril Refinement]! His gaze was focused and resolute, golden light swirling in his pupils. Veins bulged at the corners of his eyes, as though he were enduring some kind of strain.
In his eyes, a narrow path paved with white light appeared in the hall ahead. Everywhere else was filled with varying amounts of green and red light.
That meant this path alone was safe.
Tap.
The world seemed to fall silent, leaving only the slow sound of footsteps beneath him.
Jialuo carefully adjusted his posture in midair, making sure every step would land within the white area.
Only in this overloaded state could he see the [Danger Level] hidden in the air.
Just like the [Danger Level] he normally saw on people, white meant safety, followed by green, blue,
Yellow, and red, with the [Danger Level] increasing in that order.
Long ago, Jialuo had led Jack through battlefields filled with flying bullets, where missiles representing [Unbeatable] filled the sky.
He lacked Jack's extraordinary talent for Nen Abilities, so he had trained hard in swordsmanship since childhood.
By the time Jialuo was twenty, he had reached his former master's level and learned every sword technique his master had taught him.
Except [Swallow Style].
He had never used it, and he couldn't use it now, either.
Compared with his swordsmanship, his talent for Nen Abilities was utterly abysmal. Despite practicing since childhood, he was still nowhere near Jack's level.
But thanks to the outstanding combat capabilities of [Enhancement] and the danger-evading effects of [Fire Eye Peril Refinement], he and Jack had traveled far and wide without ever finding themselves in a hopeless situation.
Until today.
The Empire State Building, this bizarre structure.
Who knew how its builder