Swish... Swish...
The paddles of the small wooden boat continuously moved.
Gradually, the small wooden boat left the dense mist, erged from the water, and rowed back into the tranquil river beneath Abai Bridge.
"Thank you."
Baiyu thanked the ferryman, jumped off the wooden boat, and stepped onto the shore.
Terra Bain’s tomb should be sowhere under the sea, but it’s definitely not near Abaida. That dense mist holds the power to distort space.
But in the end, it was settled. Even the Immortal was easy to talk to... Baiyu thought to himself.
He was ready to sneak back along the side path of Abai Bridge, when suddenly he saw figures clad in white robes slowly advancing ahead.
They were a group of white-robed individuals.
Exactly like those he had seen in his dream!
Just like in the dream, they silently entered the house next to them.
The real world.
They were just as audacious here!
He had ntioned the white-robed people to Alfred from the Scarred Church before, but it seems the church hasn’t had much energy to deal with them recently.
Baiyu took a step back, leaning against the dark street wall. At this mont, he seed to ld into the wall, completely losing his presence.
His body didn’t change.
Nor did he disguise himself in any way.
But leaning against the wall, he had no presence whatsoever.
This was a small magic.
Called "Disappearance Technique," it’s a type of Concealing Techniques, created by Baiyu using the Master of Techniques ability combined with knowledge of the hidden authority from the Black Moon Realm he had obtained.
The Master of Techniques can create magic based on the relevant knowledge.
This is the fundantal ability of a Master of Techniques.
Soon, the group of white-robed individuals slowly ca out, moved to the next house.
They passed by Baiyu, but no one saw him.
"It seems those with low Spirituality cannot see them. Unless they want to be seen."
Baiyu thought inwardly.
He saw pedestrians on the road, directly passing through their bodies.
At that mont.
The leader of the white-robed group suddenly stopped, turning his head to look at the wall beside him.
There was no one there.
"What’s the matter?"
A hoarse voice, like a dried corpse, ca from another white-robed individual’s mouth.
"I feel like soone is following us, but I haven’t found any trace of them. The other party must be skilled." The white-robed leader said in a deep voice.
Everyone’s expressions turned serious.
A cultivator’s intuition is never wrong.
For their Hermit Order, this is even more impossible to be wrong.
They had used concealed Secret Technique and still were discovered. Looks like the opponent’s strength is formidable.
"Let’s go."
The white-robed leader took a deep breath and continued to lead the team. They entered another house, and Baiyu appeared from the side only then.
"Hermit Order?"
He recalled the Hermit Order’s leader he encountered in the Seven Coils relics. It seems the organization on Canglan Star might have originated from within the Galaxy Imperial, but clearly, those organizations cannot compare to those within the Galaxy Imperial.
Baiyu originally intended to leave, but the ntion of the Hermit Order piqued his interest.
Baiyu did not rashly follow.
Instead, he hid in the shadows ahead, according to the white-robed people’s route.
Baiyu followed them all night.
The group kept repeating the sa action all night, entering houses, then coming out, entering again, and coming out.
Baiyu once visited the residences they went to.
Apart from the sleeping hoowners, he didn’t discover anything else, and Baiyu didn’t have skilled dreaming techniques, so he dared not rashly enter dreams.
Entering dreams is a very dangerous task.
The Moon had ntioned to him before.
Everyone’s dreams connect to their own minds, connected to the ocean of spirit ford by the projection of all humanity’s spirituality.
And to a certain extent.
The Spiritual sea and Dream Realm are related.
That’s why the Double-Horned Axe, the "God of Sharpness," "Gate God," "God Who Splits Everything," guards the depths of the ocean of spirit.
Rashly entering dreams.
This is an extrely dangerous affair.
Just like that, Baiyu followed the group of Hermit Order all night in the Abai Bridge District, coming and going through most of the rooms, unsure of what they were busy with.
Finally.
When they finally finished and were stationed on Abai Bridge.
Baiyu held his breath, his gaze fixed on them, wanting to know how they would leave.
At that mont.
In the Abai Bridge District, dense fog suddenly enveloped several white-robed individuals, Baiyu watched them disappear into the mist.
"Not right."
At that instant, Baiyu quickly turned around.
A white-robed individual suddenly raised his palm, with a burst of white light emanating from the center, pressing down with a destructive aura.
Crack.
The air seed to boil at this mont.
Baiyu’s eyes lit up with golden fla, suddenly emitting crimson gold light all over.
"Golden Blood!"
He felt every cell within him cheering, liberating its power.
"This is..."
The several white-robed individuals’ expressions slightly changed, imdiately striking.
Yet the golden light swiftly overtook everything.
Baiyu leaped up at once, pulling with both hands, "Judgent Spear!"
A spear of dark energy materialized in his hand, swiftly forming a nacing face, then thrusting toward the white-robed individual ahead.
Boom!
The white light mass collided with the black spear, erupted into dazzling glare.
Baiyu’s gaze steady, his steps slowly retreated, his figure gradually fading into the air, disappearing before the few individuals.
"Be wary of this guy; that golden light earlier is sowhat like the revised version of Wu tribe’s ’Liberation’, maybe he is connected to the Wu tribe."
The white-robed leader said coldly.
The group gradually spread out standing, although not back to back forming a circle, each stood in specific spots, subtly forming a Spirit Array mutually supporting.
However.
This Spirit Array posed no effect on Baiyu in "Hidden State".
His figure reappeared behind the white-robed leader, hands together, cleaving downward: "Celestial Explosion Star River Sword!"
Crack.
The space seed split in two.
The white-robed leader’s body was instantly divided into two halves, the cut smooth, without a single drop of blood spilling.
But this strike.
Imdiately exhausted half of Baiyu’s Power of Destruction within him.
He steadied his breath, intending to directly employ the technique to annihilate all the white-robed individuals, but upon seeing the leader slain, the others fled without a backward glance, with no intent for a desperate battle.
Baiyu was montarily stunned, glanced at the two halves of the corpse slowly rolling on the ground, feeling sowhat speechless.
This was like scattering monkeys once the tree fell.
He had no intention of pursuing further; this was the Abai Bridge District, chasing these white-robed individuals without quickly killing them would bring serious trouble.
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