Pan Long's Stealth skill had been tested in practice many times. It had even been personally tested by Bi Lingkong, Great Xia's foremost Demon God.
He could not enter Stealth in front of Bi Lingkong. But if he activated the skill from a distance, stayed at least a hundred yards away from her, avoided looking directly at her, and hid quietly in a corner while disguising himself as a stone, even she would not notice him.
Of course, that assumed Bi Lingkong was not actively searching. If she grew wary and probed her surroundings, his Stealth skill still could not fool her.
...But even so, the skill was already strong enough to defy the heavens.
It worked against Bi Lingkong, the strongest person in the Nine Provinces of Great Xia today. Even with its effectiveness greatly reduced, that was nothing short of miraculous!
According to Bi Lingkong, if she had known this move when she assassinated Di Jiazi Zhao Sheng at the Fengshan Altar on East Mountain—later renamed Mount Tai—she would never have needed to lurk inside the mountain for over a decade.
"I could've gone a few days early. Those experts setting up the Fengshan Altar and guarding the area would never have found me!" she had said with confidence.
Perhaps Bi Lingkong's own strength made the same skill more powerful in her hands. But Pan Long was strong now, too.
In this world, at least, he was unquestionably among the absolute strongest.
He followed the mustached policeman leading the Suppression Bureau group through the corridors of the vast underground building.
After a while, the mustached policeman turned into a room nearby.
The room was spacious, with dozens of people working inside. More than half had old-fashioned telegraph machines in front of them. As they entered, one machine was