After a cold laugh, the black-robed man glanced again at Ning Wangshu, Huang Wudi, and the others, still facing off in the distant sky. Even at this distance, he couldn't make out their features with the naked eye.
However, he didn't release his Divine Sense to investigate the situation, either.
In his eyes, what was happening over there had nothing to do with him.
He had come here for one reason: to wipe out Luo Han's disciples—or, more precisely, the disciples of his mortal enemy, Ning Wangshu—and vent his fury!
If he used his Divine Sense to investigate, both sides locked in the standoff would surely notice. That could bring him unnecessary trouble.
So the black-robed man merely glanced over before turning his gaze away.
In fact, forget Ning Wangshu—even ordinary cultivators with a cultivation level above Nascent Soul would habitually raise a barrier around themselves to prevent others from probing them with Divine Sense, lest their every secret be laid bare.
Only when one's cultivation far surpassed another's could one's Divine Sense pierce the other person's protective barrier and discover their cultivation level and more.
The black-robed man naturally knew this.
So he didn't bother releasing his Divine Sense to keep tabs on Ning Wangshu, Huang Wudi, and the others.
After looking away, the black-robed man slipped into Worry-forgetting Peak like a ghost, without making a sound.
Seeing Luo Shuqing and the others gathered together, their eyes fixed on the situation unfolding around Ning Wangshu, the black-robed man let out another cold laugh.
Then he simply dispelled the Concealment magic around himself and appeared before Luo Shuqing and the others in full view.
"Who's there?!"
The instant the black-robed man dispelled his Concealment magic, Huaiyang King sensed him. His hair stood on end. He whipped around and shouted.
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