When the man in the gray robe landed, he smashed a big pit into the ground, and a cloud of dust shot straight into the sky.
Everyone around was dumbfounded, just standing there in a daze, watching that dust shoot halfway up into the air, then slowly fall, gradually dispersing.
Even after the dust had dispersed without a trace, still no one around could utter a single word.
The only sound to be heard was the swallowing of countless people's spit.
The sound of swallowing was faint, but in such dead silence, and with so many people gulping at once, it sounded like a flood surging in.
If the man in the gray robe were just some ordinary person, they wouldn't have been this shocked.
But just a few days ago, right here in this very place, they had personally watched the man in the gray robe unleash miraculous might; under his speed, no one could resist at all.
