"Did you all see it?"
Above the Yunlun Mountain Range's summit, Rao Yaoyao pointed at the spirit mirror before her and asked in a low voice.
It displayed every scene from the battle over the Space Source Stone, with the final focus fixed on Young Master Xu.
"Caw—"
No one stood behind Rao Yaoyao.
Yet with that crow's cry, a black shadow emerged.
The shadow was extraordinarily burly, its shoulder frame enormous—three times the width of an ordinary person's. It was so massive it barely looked human, draped all over in a black feathered cloak that concealed its true figure.
She had a pair of ink-black eyes.
Beyond that, her face was shrouded in such deep gloom that outsiders could not make out her true features at all.
"Night Owl?"
After receiving no response for some time, Rao Yaoyao turned her eyes and asked again.
"Mm."
An androgynous voice, impossible to identify as male or female, sounded out. Just one word—words were precious as gold.
Rao Yaoyao frowned, but knowing that the head of the Darkness Division was not good with words, she continued with her own deductions: "Young Master Xu's abilities, aside from the unusual fire element he displayed at the Alchemy Convention and the Space Attribute he showed in the Yunlun Mountain Range, include swordsmanship. He has basically revealed nothing else."
"But I truly never expected his physical body to be this formidable as well."
Night Owl still said nothing, merely staring silently at the spirit mirror.
Rao Yaoyao continued, "But none of that is the key point. The Space Source Stone forcing out one of his trump cards was an unexpected delight. The key is that this person has yet to make a move."
With a swipe of her fingertip, she switched to another spirit mirror.
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