With that, his figure gradually dimmed, vanishing right before Song Changsheng's eyes.
Song Changsheng was instantly on full alert. Though his opponent only had a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation, he felt exceptionally dangerous—like a venomous snake coiled in the shadows, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment!
SHIICK—
A dagger shimmering with a sinister glow appeared without warning at Song Changsheng's side, slashing toward his neck.
"Fleeting Shadows."
Song Changsheng's figure blurred as he instantly shifted to one side. His hands rapidly formed seals, and a lifelike Water Dragon lunged toward that spot.
Jiaonu's strike missed, and his figure promptly vanished again. Even with a Divine Sense surpassing that of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, Song Changsheng couldn't find a trace of him. Stranger still, not even his Ten Thousand Miles Tracking could pinpoint the man's location by scent.
