This sudden turn of events left everyone present utterly shocked.
Daoist Yunshen had been ambushed.
The sharp broken blade pierced through his chest, blood instantly soaking his robes.
The attacker was a Japanese onmyoji we had seen before.
"Daoist Yunshen!"
"Damn it!"
"An onmyoji..."
"..."
Daoist Wanyun of Maoshan and Daoist Kongshan of Kongtong were both furious. They turned to kill the Japanese onmyoji.
But this man was quite powerful as well. Seeing the two Daoist masters joining forces to attack him,
the pale, gaunt onmyoji gave a ghostly smile. He pulled out his short blade, and before the two Daoists could reach him, his body Phase Shifted right before everyone's eyes.
This was the signature ability of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect's onmyoji: concealment.
Unless one's cultivation surpassed theirs, or one possessed Yin-Yang Eyes like Pan Ling's, or had some other tracking technique capable of locking onto them,
they appeared to vanish instantly in an ordinary person's eyes. It was extremely formidable.
Daoist Wanyun and Daoist Kongshan lunged at nothing but empty air.
"Damn it!"
"Come out!"
"Fellow Daoist Yunshen, how are you?"
Daoist Kongshan supported Daoist Yunshen. Blood filled Daoist Yunshen's mouth; evidently, his esophagus had been pierced as well.
He was too weak to stand, but his eyes remained resolute.
"Damn it... Is it... is it already... already time for me... to fall?"
"No. Hold on. We'll fight our way out of Carefree Tower together!"
Daoist Kongshan tried to comfort him.
Even from where we stood, we could tell that the blow was fatal. He was practically beyond saving.
Unless he possessed some special ability or a miraculous medicine of this age, such as a Fleshblood Fruit.
But in such a chaotic place, even if he immediately ate a Fleshblood Fruit, without prompt surgical treatment to stitch up