As Su Shijun guessed, the giant hand that descended from the sky was not targeting the school or these young wizards.
However, before leaving, Zheng Qing couldn't help but feel that a few differently sized eyeballs seemed to emerge from the giant hand, rolling around, glancing askew, and examining him up and down — among them, a few eyeballs seemed to have grown mouths and ears, whispering among themselves.
The scene was as absurd as it could be.
Of course, this might also just be his illusion, since the mere existence of that 'hand' was beyond the comprehension of many, including himself, making it difficult to confirm whether what he 'saw' was real.
The crisis was resolved.
Yet the shattered clouds in the sky couldn't converge for a long time. The narrow chasm left by the giant hand was like the wide-open eye of a mythical giant gazing down at the world, and the bright sunlight poured through the surging clouds, illuminating the originally dim Silent Forest.
