The young witch stared intently at Wei Yuan, anger burning fiercely in his eyes. The eerie black long saber trembled constantly, emitting a low hum, both wary of a formidable enemy and with a sense of extreme excitement and desire.
The young witch noticed the strange behavior of the demon blade and was surprised. He said, "See you on the battlefield tomorrow! I'll let your remaining vanguard live another day, waiting for you to rescue them."
He blended into the world around him, as if he had never appeared at all. Even Wei Yuan couldn't see how he had left. This feeling of merging with the world was somewhat similar to Su Xuejing, but there were fundamental differences.
Su Xuejing achieved this realm through his own cultivation, while the young witch was purely favored by the heavens to possess such authority.
After the young witch retreated, the assassins hidden in the darkness also quickly withdrew like a tide.
