The bat demon, transformed into a man with huge ears, looked at me with mockery written all over his face.
It seemed he had heard every word of our conversation clearly.
This bat demon's hearing was truly sharp enough.
Not only that, the Black Umbrella showed no reaction at all. The runes inside had not been triggered, and the blood had not even been absorbed by it.
The Black Umbrella seemed to be in a "powered-off" state. This had never happened before.
Yet since he had said that, it was very likely he had done something.
Thinking of this, I stared at him and spoke.
"You did something?"
Mao Jing, Pan Ling, and Zhang Yuchen had all noticed that the Black Umbrella in my hand had failed. They frowned as they stared at him, but none of them spoke.
Hearing my question, the tall, thin black bat demon laughed. "Hahaha!"
"Nine Corpses told us your information long ago.
Black Umbrella kid, don't think you're so impressive just because you keep a powerful ghost.
Within this Venerable One's barrier, all summoning arts and formations will fail.
Now, you can only become this Venerable One's blood food..."
The black bat demon spoke arrogantly.
I looked up and around me. Sure enough, a layer of black mist shrouded the sky above us.
When the black bat demon had appeared, a layer of black mist had indeed rippled overhead.
It seemed this was the demon's ability. It could isolate certain techniques, creating an independent "field" and forming a "demon realm barrier."
Just as I thought this, Pan Ling swept her gaze around us before speaking.
"We really are covered by a layer of demon mist!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yuchen said, "Ou Doudou, it can actually create a barrier."
Mao Jing