"Wait, something's going on."
The first to notice something was wrong wasn't Su Ming, but Xu Qianqian.
Xu Qianqian's eyesight seemed exceptionally sharp. She immediately sensed that something was amiss, abruptly halted her running figure, and grabbed Su Ming, who had no time to stop, pulling him into the shadows.
"What is it?"
Su Ming reacted only then and asked aloud. Immediately afterward, his heart stirred. He raised his head and looked into the air.
"Whoosh!"
Under the night sky, a faint sound of something tearing through the air rang out as a figure shrouded in mist sped past.
Wherever the figure wrapped in mist passed, faint ripples of water were left hanging in the air, creating a breathtaking sight.
Unfortunately, in the eyes of people concerned only with tangible profit, such beauty was nowhere near enough to suppress the greed and viciousness in their hearts.
"Thirty-Three Forms: Stagnation Lock."
Chains that could not be seen suddenly appeared around the figure wrapped in mist. Like agile pythons, they wound around it again and again, seemingly intending to lock it down.
"—!"
The figure in the mist reacted in time. Its body abruptly stalled, then twisted, gliding through the air like a swimmer and kicking up wave after wave of ripples as it dodged the invisible chains flying toward it.
The invisible chains continued to pursue and surround it, yet they simply couldn't catch the figure in the mist.
But the criminals in pursuit clearly weren't limited to just one Warlock.
"Forty-One Forms: Bubble Landmine."
As spiritual energy erupted, bubbles appeared one after another in midair.
The bubbles descended from the sky. They looked light and harmless, posing no threat at all.
However, when the figure in the mist accidentally touched one of them, the bubble exploded with a bang like