Fortunately, the Ghost Umbrella had already been resting on his shoulder. With the slightest shift, it blocked the sword.
Luo Yunji broke out in a cold sweat at the other party's ghostlike unpredictability. If he had not sensed the icy stab at his back just as the sword was about to reach him, he might already have been pierced clean through the heart.
Luo Yunji's Footwork quickened under his feet, and in an instant he leaped to the side, forming a three-way standoff with the gray and black figures.
Yet before Luo Yunji could even steady himself, several black swords thrust out from the shadow beneath his feet. Sensing danger, Luo Yunji quickly leaped into the air and hung there without landing. Looking at his shadow cast on the ground, with several black blades strangely standing upright from it, his heart filled with shock.
How was anyone supposed to guard against a method like this?
Surprised and curious, Luo Yunji swiftly sized up the gray and black figures. One was shrouded in Gray Smoke, the other concealed by darkness. Did such spells truly belong to the mortal realm?
Why were there no records of this in the Crystal Heavenly Book?
With a slight misstep, his figure drifted into the distance. Only then did he have the attention to carefully study the two figures opposite him.
That body of Gray Smoke did not seem able to stray too far from the study; even now, Luo Yunji had not seen him take so much as half a step past the doorway. The black shadow, however, was deeply wary of the study and had never once drawn near it.
"Could it be... they're not on the same side?" Luo Yunji had a faint guess in his heart. The Ghost Umbrella in his hand