Three days later.
Lu Yang flew into a stretch of woodland at the boundary between light and darkness. From this region, Flame Star looked like a crimson crescent, while Dark Moon Star on the other side was also reduced to a crescent. The two stars reflected one another, leaving the area dim and murky.
Thin mist covered the ground everywhere. Within it stood an eerie black forest, where black rivers flowed through the woods. On closer inspection, they were the blood of the Ghoul-Faced.
Lu Yang carefully sensed the situation within, only to find that he could sense nothing. When he cautiously made his way into the misty forest, he saw that every Ghoul-Faced had already been beheaded, their heads and bodies hanging separately from the trees.
"Sure enough, the Otherworld isn't that easy to deceive. Using a trick like this got their entire clan killed." Lu Yang sneered and shook his head.
The moment he finished speaking.
A dagger suddenly appeared at Lu Yang's neck, and a ghostly voice whispered beside his ear, "Don't move, or your head will be separated from your body too."
Lu Yang was stunned. Though he was using a clone, it had been created by the flame seed. Aside from some difference in strength, it was practically indistinguishable from his true body.
He had concealed all his aura and extended his perception to its limit, yet an enemy had still appeared behind him without warning and pressed a dagger to his neck at close range.
If this had been his true body, then without activating the Great Nirvana cultivation technique, his life would have been entirely in the enemy's hands.
"Who are you? I bear no hostility!" Lu Yang pretended to surrender and withdrew all his magical power.
Bang
The enemy behind him suddenly