The dense woods enveloped Ying Wuji who perched upon the trunk of a large tree, activating his Secret Technique to conceal his form and restrain his breath.
Of Lu Yiye's might, he had naturally heard recent tales.
Alone he stood against two hundred foes from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, leaving his enemies to crumble and scatter.
Outside Heaven's Augury City, under the watchful eyes of the public, he slew Xia Liang with his saber, his reputation soaring high.
Such fearsome strength was beyond his means to confront directly, he admitted to himself, feeling utterly outmatched.
However, for a specter cultivator executing assassinations, the disparity in cultivation was never the principal concern. Like sword cultivators, their faction was innately capable of defeating enemies of higher realms.
