The misty ghost fog around us grew thinner and thinner. I saw the Great Fiend Eye in midair, already undergoing Phase Shift, frantically spinning its eye.
It had to be searching for me.
The Phantom Moon Cloak could conceal my aura, but whether it could deceive the Great Fiend Eye was hard to say.
Everything depended on fate.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." The sinister baleful aura kept churning, and the fog was about to disappear.
Our people still hadn't charged over.
They mainly didn't dare to. With the Cloak Spirit King here, they would only die if they came over and ran into him.
They had to wait for Third Master, Daoist Long Ming, and the others to arrive together. That would be the safest option.
"Whoosh..."
The last layer of misty ghost aura was blown away, and I was completely exposed beneath the Great Fiend Eye.
The Great Fiend Eye was still spinning, but the area it scanned began to focus on where I was hiding.
"It can't see me, it can't see me..."
I kept trying to reassure myself.
But reality did not go as hoped.
The Cloak Old Ghost had not noticed me, yet the Great Fiend Eye floating in midair had now fixed its direction.
It aimed directly at my location. Its onion-ring-like eye began shrinking layer by layer, locking onto the exact spot where I was hiding.
In an instant, an aura of hatred shrouded the area before me.
The moment I sensed that hateful aura, my whole body went numb.
"Damn it, I'm exposed..."
I inwardly cursed my bad luck.
Judging by the timing, Third Master and Daoist Long Ming definitely would not be able to arrive in time.
The mutated evil ghosts all turned around at that moment, immediately locking onto me beneath the