Ouyang Ruo Xi and Ouyang Nana also knew that Chen Mo's strength was not merely Houtian Layer Ten on the surface, but that he was a hidden Xiantian Master.
So although they were worried, they believed Chen Mo could handle these strange Black Shadows.
Chen Mo and Ouyang Nan were indeed somewhat passive in their battle against the Black Shadows that had rushed out.
After all, Chen Mo had to pretend that his strength was at the half-step Xiantian level and could not reveal his true cultivation, which was why he was so constrained. Every punch and palm strike had to be controlled with just the right amount of force—enough to drive the Black Shadows back, but not enough to make it seem too easy. Such precise control taxed his mind even more than fighting at full strength.
Moreover, there were three Black Shadows that had darted out of the darkness! They coordinated seamlessly and attacked fiercely from different angles at once, leaving Chen Mo and Ouyang Nan struggling to cope. Even more frighteningly, Chen Mo could sense several Black Shadows lurking at the shadow edge, staring at him like venomous snakes waiting for the best moment to strike.
Thus, Chen Mo kept part of his attention on the Black Shadows in the darkness while cautiously dealing with the enemies before him. Though his gaze seemed fixed ahead, the corners of his eyes constantly swept the surroundings. His ears caught every faint sound, while his Spiritual Sense operated at full capacity within a three-and-a-half-meter radius around him, not daring to slacken in the slightest.
"Left!" Chen Mo shouted in a low growl, swinging his torch hard. A Fire Arc tore through the darkness.
Ouyang Nan immediately understood. She swung her saber, forcing back the Black Shadow attacking from the left.