A shadowy figure almost merging with the darkness slowly crept toward the battlefield without a sound. Its aura completely restrained, deathly silent, perfectly blending into the shadow of the rocks, undetectable even to a Tier Six powerhouse passing by.
The shadow lay prone on the cliffside, its cold, emotionless eyes gazing quietly at the battle below. A dense black mist churned and condensed in front of it, its intangible aura stealthily locking onto Ran Tu, fiercely battling at the center of the battlefield.
In an instant, Ran Tu's hair stood on end, a deadly sense of crisis surged from the depths of his soul, his scalp tingling, like falling into an ice cave.
He didn't dare hesitate for a moment, bellowing fiercely, as his entire spiritual energy surged wildly, forming a thick protective barrier on his body, ready to withstand an ambush at any moment.
At this critical juncture
Boom!
