Everyone Gets a Share

"What a bizarre guy." At North Mountain Lake in Ban City, more than three thousand kilometers away, Ronan tapped the table and delivered a snarky assessment.

Yin Le, who was sorting through intelligence files, looked up. "Which one?"

"Black Mist. He's in spirit form, yet he's made himself look like he's billowing smoke everywhere."

"Uh, sir, the Black Smoke Soul Body used by our order actually—"

"That's an inevitable result of how Soul Power interferes with Xing Hai. But this guy is purely putting on a smokescreen, being deliberately mysterious, with nothing better to do!"

Ronan slapped the table. He certainly wasn't going to tell Yin Le that he was irritated because imitating such a meaningless appearance required extra mental effort. And because of that irritation, he found everything else Black Mist did equally unbearable.

So he was going to criticize him. Criticize him thoroughly.

After hastily sketching a diagram in the Work Area, Ronan seized on the key points and launched into a ruthless critique.

At its core, Black Mist's spirit state was an interference wave continuously radiating outward, disrupting the order of the surrounding spiritual-material structure. It was therefore inverted and chaotic, without any discernible pattern. The more so, the more the spirit core needed to maintain balance.

Black Mist had adopted an "chaotic outside, tranquil inside" approach. The outer and inner layers were separated: the surface could churn as wildly as it liked, while the inner layer remained calm. The advantage was relative stability, preventing the discordant interference waves from backlashing and turning him into a madman. But the chaotic, discordant fluctuations remained superficial, and the intensity of their interference with both the spiritual and Material Layers could not rise.

"The files say Black Mist excels at curses but isn't good at breaking through defenses. That's the