A clamor rose in the distance, startling Jiang Yang out of meditation.
The voices were already drawing near. It was too late for him to avoid them.
With the situation unclear, the newcomers might mean trouble. Worried about a misunderstanding, Jiang Yang thought briefly and came up with a plan.
He brought two fingers together to form a seal, suppressed all sound and trace of his presence, and cast the Water-Evasion Spell before slipping behind the waterfall. With the rushing water masking his aura, they would likely find it difficult to discover him unless they searched inch by inch with spirit sense.
They were in the open while he remained hidden. He could watch how things unfolded and respond to whatever happened.
Only then did Jiang Yang notice Bai Tang sitting on a large blue stone, one leg crossed over the other, watching with interest.
"Senior Bai, why didn't you warn me?"
Beneath her Moon White tasseled dress, Bai Tang's slender calves flickered in and out of view. She declared with perfect conviction:
"You're not allowed to rely on me!"
Despite saying that, she still offered a crucial piece of information:
"Besides, they're all at the same cultivation stage as you. What is there to fear? If someone means you harm, is that sword in your hand supposed to be a fire poker?"
As the voices drew closer, Jiang Yang focused on suppressing his presence, unable to resist grumbling inwardly:
Isn't the sword in my hand you? Why are you insulting yourself...
"Hurry, hurry! It's just ahead. I've been here before. I can't be mistaken."
As they approached, Jiang Yang got a clear look at them. It was a party of three.
One woman and two men. The woman was the one speaking, while a middle-aged man supported the