Was it him? Huang Xiao's heart gave another jolt. When he sensed the aura of someone among the Ghost Dao group, a strange expression appeared on his face.
How could it be? His appearance doesn't match either. He couldn't possibly come here, Huang Xiao murmured inwardly. But this is already the second one. For the first, I could just about say I sensed wrong, but could I have sensed wrong twice? There's absolutely no way I sensed wrong, yet they couldn't possibly be here. What is going on?
Huang Xiao could not make sense of it. He found the whole matter rather eerie.
But a chill rose in Huang Xiao's heart again. If those two were here, would his illusion formation still work? That left him feeling uncertain.
If it really is those two, things are bad, Huang Xiao thought. Still, I can only hope neither of them notices this place. And judging by what happened at the Rare Treasures Pavilion in Mist City, they shouldn't be proficient in formations. Hopefully, they won't discover us.
Huang Xiao could not move now, and neither could the two women. If anyone discovered them, their fate would be anything but pleasant.
Though his heart was filled with a sense of danger, Huang Xiao could only try his best to calm down. While treating the two women's injuries, he still devoted a considerable portion of his attention to what was happening outside.
Several times, Huang Xiao's heart lurched in alarm, because a few people walked straight toward him, coming within just half a zhang.
His current illusion formation could really only deceive their eyes; it could not effectively block them.
For example, to someone outside, the spot he occupied might look like a huge boulder, no different from the surrounding boulders, with no gap