Lifting his head, Qin Ye could see that Su Feng’s mouth was opening and closing. However, he couldn’t hear a single word that Su Feng was saying. He gritted his teeth and mustered all the strength he could just so that he could speak, “You… did you feel that?”

Each and every word he spoke felt like it took as much effort as lifting a massive boulder.

Su Feng stared at him. He took two seconds to ascertain that Qin Ye was absolutely not joking this time. Then, he immediately opened up his outer coat and pulled out a compass. His actions attracted the looks of several people around, but he could hardly care less at this point in time.

However, the needle on the compass was as still as ever.

“What did you feel?” Su Feng held Qin Ye gently and asked.

Unfortunately, Qin Ye couldn’t hear anything. He only saw Su Feng’s lips continue to move.

Thump. Thump… Qin Ye’s heartbeat inexplicably increased in tempo. It was as though he had been completely isolated from the world. This was even worse than the experience of being put through the three-day limit at the start of his journey as an Emissary of Hell.

He could tell that Zhou Xianlong was still speaking. He could tell that the people around him were chattering. However, he couldn’t hear a single thing that was being said.

There weren't even the chirping sounds of birds around. There was nothing at all. In fact… he couldn’t even hear the breaths of the people around him!

“A ghost in broad daylight…” Arthis gnashed her teeth, “To...