Outside Ning'an County, on a desolate country path, two black-clad constables in distinctive Official Robes were inspecting the surroundings. One of them crouched halfway down, gently fanning the air around him with his right hand as though sniffing for something.
"Strange. The trail actually vanished completely here?"
"Even you can't smell it out?"
His companion beside him frowned deeply. The crouching one looked up at him, his own brow equally tightly furrowed.
"I truly can't smell anything. There is no obvious demonic aura, nor is there particularly strong yin energy. Unless the other party's aura-concealing methods are exceptionally brilliant, we must have chased in the wrong direction."
"Could it be an Illusion Technique?"
"That... is not impossible either."
An Illusion Technique was naturally not merely a method of blinding the eyes. It was an illusion that affected hearing, smell, sight, and even thought in every aspect. Even though Night Roaming Deities were extremely sensitive to Evil Spirits, they did not dare guarantee that they would not fall for it. After all, beyond one mountain lay another.
"Don't know whether the other colleagues have found anything."
As they spoke, the two inspected the area once more before turning and leaving. They appeared to be walking slowly, yet their figures grew increasingly blurred. Looking from where they had stood, within moments they had become two tiny dots in the distance.
About a quarter of an hour later, the two Night Roaming Deities suddenly appeared once again at the very spot they had just left, carefully examining the area anew.
After confirming it again and again, one of them finally shook his head.
"It seems it truly wasn't here."
"Ah! We actually lost them. Unlucky!"
"Ah!"
The two ghostly deities departed with sighs.
About another hour later, a wisp of green smoke slowly