The eerie and unsettling laughter echoed above the ruins of Wangmen District.
Liu Yan’s figure had already disappeared from view.
At the original spot, the body of a Spiritual Perception Master lay bleeding continuously on the ground, a sight that instantly increased the pressure on everyone present because under such circumstances, anyone could be the next target of Liu Yan’s attack, and no Spiritual Realm cultivator could guarantee their own safety against that kind of assault.
Furthermore, at this moment, everyone’s spiritual sense was on high alert, as if they would be attacked the next moment, but you could not pinpoint the direction of the attack.
In this situation, the more sensitive the spiritual perception, the more painful it was for the person. One felt as if they were bogged down by paranoia, highly strung, and involuntarily making some incomprehensible subconscious responses.
Some kept jerking their heads back violently, only to find nothing but empty space behind them.
Others lashed out instinctively in one direction, but there were no enemies there, only air.
At this time, no one knew whether to trust their eyes or their spiritual sense, but one thing was for certain: danger lurked nearby, and anyone could be attacked, so they had no choice but to rely on their spiritual sense, no matter how bizarre the actions they took might be.
"Sister Lin, stay calm, don’t be overly sensitive, we haven’t seen Liu Yan show herself yet," Li Yi said.
Lin Yue was experiencing the same problem as everyone else, swinging her fists at the empty air behind her subconsciously, but each of her punches missed, finding no enemy at all.
"My spiritual sense has been disrupted, not just mine, everyone’s has. Damn it, how did that thing manage to do this?" Lin Yue said through gritted teeth, struggling to keep control.
Li Yi was not a spiritual sense user, so his senses were not as sharp. Although his inspiration was on alert, it had not yet reached the point of paranoia, and so his condition was actually the best. However, he dared not be careless. His Qi-Blood circulated, his Protective Gang Qi gathered around him, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.
The strange laughter continued, but Liu Yan’s figure was still nowhere to be seen.
Even the eyes of the Evolvers could not perceive the enemy’s presence.
The inability to understand what was happening left everyone at a loss.
"We must find a way to make that ghostly thing show itself; otherwise, all of us will be slowly worn down to death here," Zhang Lei exclaimed.
"Easier said than done. Right now, we don’t even know where the person is, without even a target to attack, what can we do?" Gu Mengping said, clearly frustrated: "A Spiritual Perception Master has already died. Another attack might claim another life."
"The moment the other party makes a move, we’ll all use Eye-witness Skill. Just a few seconds of disruption, and Master Pete will have the chance to shoot it dead," Zhang Lei proposed, briefly outlining a plan.
"Good, let’s do that," Li Shaqing agreed immediately.
The other cultivators also expressed no objections.
With a plan in mind, waiting for the enemy to make a move was the next step. At this moment, everyone prayed in their hearts that they would not become the next target.
As the seconds painfully ticked by,
what lasted barely more than a minute felt like an eternity. If it continued much longer, their minds would truly become muddled.
the bizarre laughter abruptly stopped, and immediately after, a figure emerged behind the man known as Yu Chuan, one of the Spiritual Realm cultivators. The figure’s appearance was without warning, as if born out of thin air.
At that moment, Yu Chuan’s spiritual sense sounded an alarm once more, and without looking back, he could feel the chill emanating from behind him.
He avoided it almost instinctively.
The hand covered in corpse spots swiftly skimmed Yu Chuan’s body, tearing open a swath of crimson flesh, and blood sprayed out, missing his heart by a mere fraction, nearly the same fate as the previous Spiritual Perception Master had been.
Even so, this strike left him severely wounded and on the ground, unable to continue the fight.
Seizing the moment, all the Spiritual Perception Masters employed their Eye-witness Technique, and the dim surroundings suddenly lit up.
With the combined effort of everyone, such Eye-witness could stun an Extraordinary Creature into brief unconsciousness. Zhang Lei did not expect to resolve the situation with Eye-witness Skill alone against Liu Yan; a slight delay, even just a second, was all he needed.
In the instant of the blinding white light,
Master Pete took his shot. As a top-notch sniper, he naturally couldn’t wait for the Eye-witness to take effect before firing; he had to attack in sync, to minimize the gap between strikes.
To everyone’s shock, however,
the combined Eye-witness Skill of all the Spiritual Perception Masters did not cause Liu Yan to pause, not in the slightest; those eerie eyes remained fixed on everyone, and the figure made an evasive move, shifting half a meter to the side instantly.
The bullet whizzed past, missing its mark yet again.
Master Pete’s deadly shot failed to hit its target.
"Damn it," the gathered cultivators cursed inwardly.
Liu Yan’s strange laughter rang out once more, as if mocking them, her figure once again disappearing mysteriously.
But just in that moment,
a wave of heat surged towards them, and Li Yi’s figure appeared out of nowhere, his Gang Qi swirling around him, his Qi-Blood rising like beacon fires into the sky, followed by a punch into the empty air.