Boom!
After a thunderous roar, two dark silhouettes streaked across the sky one after the other, then sped away to the east.
"Damn it, disturbing my dreams again!"
Bai Xu opened his eyes in irritation, rousing himself from meditation. He watched the fighters depart, displeasure written all over his face.
Liu Ruomeng sat cross-legged on a rock nearby. At his words, she opened her eyes as well.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, your aura is unsettled. Be careful-agitation could alert them to your presence."
Bai Xu nodded to show he understood, but still could not resist explaining, "I'll be careful. It's just that those puppets in the sky are so aggravating. What exactly are they after, flying back and forth over our heads all day?"
Liu Ruomeng said, "The ones appearing these past few days don't seem to be the same puppets. They merely share the same model and appearance."
Bai Xu said, "I've never seen them in a gazetteer before. It seems they must be an invention of this region's Li Chen."
Before coming here, these Outer Dao Experts had hastily brushed up on their knowledge of the puppeteer Dao Path. As far as they knew, nothing like the Thunderhawk Fighter had ever appeared before. In their haste, they could not even distinguish its star rating or combat strength.
Based on past experience, however, the two could suppress their auras to avoid detection by the Magic Power Detectors.
They knew that someone controlled these Mechanism Puppets from behind the scenes and could readily make contact at any moment. Once discovered, they might find themselves besieged by thousands of troops.
Li Chen had anticipated how the Outer Dao experts would suppress their auras and conceal themselves, but his method of dealing with them was exceedingly simple: use increasingly dense patrols and reconnaissance