The night sky was as dark as ink.
In the city center, at the edge of the rooftop of a hundred-meter-tall building, a figure stood as still as a statue.
His feet teetered on the edge, one step away from a hundred-meter drop. Cars shuttled back and forth along the street below him.
The figure's eyes were closed, carefully discerning the countless sources of chaotic noises around him.
The sounds came from all directions, from all corners of the city.
The city was only a county seat, though it was of a decent size. When the voices of all the citizens gathered together, it became a mighty flood of sound.
Tang Hao concentrated on listening for a while, then he furrowed his brows. He opened his eyes to break out of the trance.
He was practicing a spell called Heaven Eye and Earth Ear. To put it simply, it enhanced the practitioner's senses of sight and hearing, allowing them to see and hear things from very far away.
