Using this as his point of entry, Mu Sha slowly picked apart the threads and peeled away the cocoon, continually uncovering new clues. He had actually found the location of their supply camp.
Afterward, Mu Sha grew even more audacious. He had infiltrated the enemy's main camp alone, figured out the situation inside, and then, while the nine anxiously waited, miraculously appeared before them again.
What he had done left the nine utterly astonished. Mu Sha's ability to lurk and infiltrate had reached such an incredible level.
Infiltration was far more than simply transforming one's appearance. One had to make use of every favorable condition of heaven and earth, entering through the most suitable opening the environment offered.
For instance, Mu Sha could transform into one of the enemy's rank-and-file soldiers. But then he had to understand that soldier's appropriate identity. Only if that person was someone powerful cultivators would scarcely notice would he have a chance of succeeding.
Otherwise, before a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator, his illusions would be seen through almost instantly. In that environment, there would be nowhere to flee and no escape—only certain death.
This time, after careful observation, Mu Sha had set his sights on a Demon Beast. That was his own judgment.
That Demon Beast, which had remained concealed underground, should have been a spirit beast belonging to the supply camp's cultivators. There was also a strong chance that it belonged to the cultivators guarding the camp entrance.
The spirit beast was responsible for guarding an area as well, yet while hiding, it had still been unable to resist devouring passing wild beasts.
Its attacks were exceedingly covert and swift, but Mu Sha had done similar things more than once in the lower realm. Scouts like them—
—made thunder roar from silent places, uncovering