After that exchange, Cui Jiuyang abruptly halted, not daring to move another inch lightly.
The situation was extremely unfavorable for him: his opponent could clearly detect his whereabouts and attack him, yet he could not sense his opponent's presence at all.
This meant that the shadow hiding in the darkness was very likely a level above him in cultivation, or possessed some special method that could completely conceal both aura and form!
Yet after releasing that spell, Cui Jiuyang stood quietly in place, and the mysterious person in hiding launched no further attacks, as though the earlier assault had merely been a probe.
But through his spiritual perception, Cui Jiuyang sensed that the spiritual power in the ward he had left with Bai Susu was rapidly weakening!
How could he spare any more time to play cat and mouse with this skulking shadow?
The situation was critical. There was no time to hesitate!
Cui Jiuyang made an immediate decision. Rather than continue searching for his enemy, he simply formed a mudra.
A mass of white mist as dense as ink shot from his sleeve. Upon reaching the ground, it began spreading rapidly with the wind as though alive. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped an area several dozen feet across, reducing visibility to less than three feet.
The entire garden and the cobblestone path outside it were shrouded in the mist.
The mist did more than block sight; it also concealed fluctuations in spiritual power. Now neither of them could detect the other.
Chapter 177: Yin Soldiers
A good while passed before the white mist conjured by Cui Jiuyang's spell gradually thinned and dispersed in the cool night breeze.
Silence returned inside and outside the garden. The path stood empty, as though everything that had just happened had