When Lu Luo grasped the Ashen Envoy and rose towards the heavens, whether it was from surprise or some other emotion, a snicker came from the shrunken figure in the sky.
"Ignorant."
A large hand tossed Wu Handing aside and then reached for Lu Luo. As the two drew closer, Lu Luo could clearly see the fingerprints, wrinkles, and scars that once marked the palm.
Without a doubt, the massive hand before him was that of a human. It was not something like a humanoid manifestation. If it were a humanoid manifestation, there would have been absolutely no need to make it so detailed.
Can humans even be this gigantic?
Lu Xiaoluo, calm down!
Ignoring the Observer's warning, Lu Luo's expression remained indifferent, and he gripped the sword in his hand even tighter than before.
