The night was deep and dark like ink.
In the city center, at the edge of the top floor of a hundred-meter tall building, a figure stood like a statue.
He was standing by the abyss, just one step away from a hundred-meter drop, with cars weaving in and out on the road below.
He closed his eyes, and the sound of countless chaotic and noisy voices echoed around his ears.
These sounds came from all directions, from every corner of this city.
Even though it was just a county, enough people lived here, and when their voices gathered, it was like a flood.
I listened for a moment, then frowned and opened my eyes, coming out of my previous state.
I was cultivating a magic skill called "Heavenly Vision and Earthly Hearing," which was essentially a simplified version of the Thousand-mile Eye and Sharp-Hearing Ear, greatly enhancing my vision and hearing.
After resting for a while, I re-entered the state.
