Under the vicious scheme proposed by Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, a secret unit was urgently recalled from the direction of the Heaven Dou Empire. Meanwhile, the front lines feigned an offensive to deceive the Heaven Dou Empire and the Sky-Blasting Gang into believing that the Spirit Hall Empire was about to launch another attack.
A group clad in golden robes moved swiftly through the forest.
They were so fast that they covered over a thousand meters in the blink of an eye. Ordinary eyes could not follow their figures at all; people could only feel a gust of wind sweep past them.
There were only six people in the group, but each was a supreme powerhouse whose might shook the entire Soul Master World. Judging by their Soul Power fluctuations alone, not one was below level 95. That was enough to identify them as Spirit Hall's trump card!
As a precaution, and to avoid exposing their movements too early, their spiritual power united as one, enveloping everything within a one-kilometer radius.
Although their combined spiritual power fell short of Yang Ming's formidable Divine Sense, they wielded it with greater finesse and proficiency. Like radar signals, their spiritual power could detect every creature that came within a kilometer. Not even a fly could escape their notice.
Indeed, the pressure of the Soul Power they released caused every bird and insect along their route to faint. An eerie silence followed in their wake—not only were there no footsteps, but not even the chirping of insects could be heard.
Neither the hidden sentries deployed by the Star Luo Empire nor the soldiers patrolling between camps noticed the ghostlike group slipping silently past them. Still less could they have imagined that death itself had passed within a single step of them.
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