Chapter 135: Escaping The Vault
This array was far beyond anything Han Yu could fully comprehend, but he noticed there were certain patterns that flared brighter when touched by light — likely a detection mechanism.
Under the cover of darkness and with the help of the Shadow Melding Robes, he might just be able to slip through.
He took a deep breath.
With a soft push, he eased the heavy door open just wide enough to squeeze through.
No alarms sounded. No lights flared.
Heart hammering, Han Yu darted out into the cool night, vanishing into the gardens without a trace.
Behind him, the vault door silently swung shut once more, as if he had never been there.
Han Yu slinked through the night like a ghost, keeping to the shadows and narrow paths between the buildings. Every creak of wood, every rustle of leaves, made him tense, ready to flee or hide at a moment’s notice.
Thankfully, the Shadow Melding Robes lived up to their name. Wrapped in their darkness-absorbing fabric, Han Yu’s figure all but disappeared into the night. Unless someone stared directly at him—and even then—they would probably just see a flicker of movement, like a trick of the light.
He knew the outer sect like the back of his hand after spending so much time there as a servant and newly promoted disciple. Using that familiarity, he crept along walls, ducked behind garden hedges, and slipped between storerooms and training grounds until finally, he reached the familiar, modest courtyard that had been assigned to him.
He froze at the entrance.