Because they had to conceal their movements, it took the two of them seven or eight minutes to reach the scene.
By then, the battle... had steadily intensified.
Looking out, they could only see two blurred figures darting between the houses. They were too far away to make out much—but this was also beyond the danger zone, where most ordinary people had stopped. Even those whose homes lay inside refused to take another step forward.
Zhou You gave Jing'en a meaningful look, then led him silently into a nearby alley without attracting anyone's attention.
Then he affixed two stealth talismans to them and jumped onto the roof first. With a clearer view, he could finally see what was happening—
One of the two combatants was a burly man approaching nine feet tall. Though he fell short of Chen Luo's stature, he still towered over everyone here. He wielded a large spear and looked like the sort who relied on brute force to overcome finesse, yet his attacks were utterly uncanny. The spearhead moved like a phantom, its very shape almost impossible to discern.
The other was his complete opposite, looking like a stunted dwarf. He carried no weapon, and his body was as supple as though he had no bones. He kept slipping past the spearhead by a hair's breadth, occasionally leaving bloody scratches on the big man's body with his sharp nails.
Only then did Jing'en clamber up, huffing and puffing. The moment he saw the two men, he froze.
"Falling Shadow Spear and Mountain River Ghost? What are they doing here?"
Zhou You glanced at him.
"You know them?"
Jing'en shook his head. "I wouldn't say I know them. I've only heard of them—Falling Shadow Spear belongs to the Limitless Society. It's only a small sect, but he's