Of course, all this was merely Meng Zhao's speculation. Whether it was accurate or not remained to be seen, but it was not especially important.
No matter what the aura hidden deep within the Zhou Family estate truly was, it could not change his plan to explore the Zhou Family by night.
Still, out of caution, Meng Zhao silently circulated his divine art. His entire body transformed into something like a black hole, causing his true qi, blood, heartbeat, and even his life magnetic field to maintain fluctuations almost indistinguishable from those of a dead object.
Though it could not compare to that Sword Dao Grandmaster, who had vanished completely into heaven and earth, beyond even the Emperor's Qi Gazing Technique, without an exceptionally profound cultivation or an incomparably ingenious secret art, no one could hope to detect Meng Zhao's existence.
Then Meng Zhao pushed off with his feet. His tall frame concealed itself in the darkness, silent as a breath of wind, and leaped over the Zhou Family's high walls.
The patrol guards around the Zhou Family's perimeter were not organized with any great rigor. Let alone Meng Zhao with his current divine art, even an ordinary Innate Master skilled at concealing himself would not have found it difficult to slip inside.
Thus, after entering the Zhou Family estate, he made his way from the outer wall beside the main gate to the front section of the residence without a hitch. He was neither discovered nor found any useful information. It was no different from any ordinary aristocratic household.
However, upon reaching the middle section of the estate, the entire patrol system abruptly changed. Every guard had piercing eyes and bulging temples, while their patrol routes, schedules, and shift changes had all been meticulously calculated, minimizing loopholes in the