As he pondered, Lu Feng could not help but turn pale with shock.
In such an intense, perilous, high-intensity battle, this person had actually been imitating the moves of whoever had left the first set of traces.
This was simply too shocking, too unheard-of!
Moreover, this style of combat resembled that of certain powerful beasts.
Imitation was a beast's instinct!
For a moment, Lu Feng even suspected that this had not been a battle between two Heaven Soul Realm Late Stage Soul Masters, but a soul beast possessing Heaven Soul Realm Late Stage strength!
As he walked deeper into the secluded valley, the traces left behind became far fewer than before, yet every move and strike was even more dangerous and vicious.
It was precisely these marks—so similar in height and angle—that ruled out the possibility of beasts.
If they were not beasts, then the only explanation was likely Soul Masters who cultivated the Beast Path, like those from Beast Valley or Tang Yuan.
Using the scattered traces as clues, Lu Feng reconstructed the scene of the two men's battle in his mind.
Though it was only a reconstruction, cold sweat still covered his back. That scene, that spectacle, had been far too perilous.
Lu Feng considered himself fairly accomplished in the art of assassination. The Assassination Art he had cultivated from the Profound Sky Treasure Mirror had also reached a certain level of proficiency. Yet before these two sets of traces, it seemed no more than children playing house.
He even felt that, even if he cultivated the Assassination Art within the Profound Sky Treasure Mirror to its peak, he would still find it exceedingly difficult to match those two.
Setting cultivation techniques aside, the gap between them in experience with assassination was already like a vast chasm. They