When Lin Yi appeared on the battlefield under his identity as an Apocalypse Assassin,
the King of the East, guarded by just one person, was no different from being surrounded by hundreds.
Those cultivators who possibly, maybe, seemingly, should have had the chance to spot Yi Lin in his sneaking state were all drawn to the distant battlefield center by Yi Lin's high-profile entrance.
In Yi Lin's eyes, the King of the East, wearing specially made armor with only three holes for his eyes and nostrils exposed from head to toe, was actually no different from a little lamb stripped bare and washed clean.
The only difference was,
wearing or not wearing.
"Unstrained Law · Deconstruction!"
Yi Lin easily navigated through the crowd, silently appearing behind the King of the East.
