Chapter 1891 - 1887: Yield to Softness, Not Hardness
"What’s wrong?" the Mirror Fiend hastily asked.
As soon as she spoke, Shen Luo grabbed her by the collar, and with a swift movement, he pulled her from behind the large stone into the thick fog.
Just as they moved, a black blade light shot through, not with a ferocious chopping momentum but like a long sword thrust, suddenly piercing through the giant stone.
If Shen Luo hadn’t acted quickly, that strike would have pierced the Mirror Fiend through and through.
Concealed in the thick fog, the three of them didn’t rush to flee, nor did they rashly head into the foggy area again. Instead, they found another hidden spot, intending to continue their ambush.
"What happened?" The Mirror Fiend, still unsettled, asked suspiciously.
"Yuan Qiu didn’t make it clear earlier. When the Gu insect dies, it releases slight spiritual power fluctuations, alarming those people," Shen Luo said, cautiously guarding the surroundings with a frown.
"Such a tiny fluctuation shouldn’t be detectable, right? We’re almost within the fog range and shouldn’t be discovered," the Mirror Fiend hesitated.
"They must have placed some detection magical instruments outside the square. With the fog concealing us, as long as we suppress our spiritual power fluctuations, we won’t be discovered, but any spill of power will alert them," Nie Caizhu speculated.
"Indeed, if it were me, I would also set up detection methods in the fog," Shen Luo nodded in agreement.
"Should we continue waiting for Daoist Ao Hong and their group?" the Mirror Fiend inquired.