Of course, engaging in sneaky activities requires a target, and the thief who slipped into the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion had their sights set on the facility known as the Black Tower.
A Thousand Mechanism Cultivator with an ordinary appearance entered through the pavilion's front gate, moving as if he owned the place.
Soon, he found himself standing in the center of an empty open space.
The Black Tower stood before him.
At this moment, the area was deserted; the patrolling Sword Spirits had been summoned elsewhere, and the gaze of the Elder overseeing this place had wandered away momentarily.
Under the coincidence of these factors, for fourteen breaths, this place fell unnoticed.
The ordinary-looking cultivator did not linger, transforming into a puddle of black water and sinking down.
He entered the Black Tower.
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