Beneath the cover of night, this obscure and sinister aura seemed to blend perfectly into the darkness, unnoticed by anyone.
The commotion Xiao Yan had caused during the day had been enormous. In a short time, he had become the center of attention in Holy Pill City, and the owner of this aura was clearly one of those most concerned with Xiao Yan's group.
Just as the owner of the aura was about to continue acting, a faint rumble of thunder quietly sounded behind him.
"Visiting in the dead of night without greeting the host is rather impolite."
A figure gradually came into focus. It was Xiao Yan, who should have been in his room.
"Yao Chen's disciple does have some skill." Realizing that his tracks had been exposed, a figure wrapped entirely in black slowly emerged amid a strange distortion of space.
"But I am curious. When did you discover me?"
Xiao Yan stared at the figure. From the black-robed man, he sensed an aura that was both familiar and strange. "Your concealment of your soul power is indeed well hidden, but it has its limits."
The black-robed man's eyes, gleaming faintly within the darkness, revealed a trace of surprise. "Your perception truly is quite good."
Then, the black-robed man's tone changed, carrying a seemingly regretful sigh. "You are simply a little too arrogant..."
A wave of soul power surged forth. Xiao Yan felt that the space he occupied had been cut off from the outside world. He had been trapped.
Xiao Yan warily swept his gaze around him and said in a low voice, "Sealing off space? You moved quickly."
"You knew how powerful my soul strength was, yet you still failed to take precautions. Hehe... Arrogance will make you pay the price you deserve!"
The black-robed man