The sound wasn't particularly loud, but Long Wu immediately locked onto its source, his sharp gaze snapping in that direction.
A young man in light armor was making his way through the warring crowd at a leisurely pace.
So many people were locked in fierce combat, each one fully absorbed in their own fight, yet none of them seemed to have noticed the newcomer in the slightest. They just kept focusing intently on their opponents.
It wasn't until the young man's silver blade pierced through the back of a Dragon Phoenix Pavilion elite member's heart that anyone became aware of his existence — but by then it was far too late.
No one had realized that during the course of this battle, the young man had already silently dispatched a number of Dragon Phoenix Pavilion elites and War Dragon members, all without anyone noticing. He was nothing short of a soundless god of death.
"Asura Sword!" Long Wu's gaze as he stared over held both surprise and excitement. "Living up to his reputation, truly. He's got some real skill."
This kind of technique that made people overlook your presence was no easy feat.
In theory it sounded simple enough, but when it came to actually pulling it off, very few could manage it. It required a specialized breathing method combined with unique footwork — let alone reaching the effortless level that Shi Feng displayed.
Even Long Wu, who had encountered countless experts, had never come across anyone who could do it.
It was an incredibly useful technique in group battles.
If you could make people ignore your presence, then naturally you could also use it in reverse — to make it impossible for someone to ignore you.
Earlier, Long Wu had been about to finish off Huo Wu in a single strike, but then Shi Feng had suddenly released a burst of killing intent. Long Wu had instantly felt someone appear behind his back, and he simply couldn't ignore it. He had been forced to immediately stop what he was doing and deal with the enemy at his rear, which allowed Huo Wu to escape with her life.
"Huo Wu. Go deal with the others — I'll handle him," Shi Feng said to Huo Wu through a private channel.
"Be careful, Guild Leader." Huo Wu nodded. Though she was reluctant, she turned away to engage other enemies.
Long Wu glanced at the departing Huo Wu but didn't turn to chase after her and cut her down. Instead, he focused all of his attention on the slowly approaching Shi Feng.
"What's wrong with this Long Wu? Huo Wu is right there, so close — why doesn't he just kill her first and then deal with Black Flame?" Feng Xuanyang shouted from his vantage point in the distance.
He absolutely loathed Zero Wing. He wished every single one of their high-ranking members would die hundreds of times over. If Zero Wing hadn't shown up, none of these problems would have arisen. He would have already become the underground overlord of Star Moon Kingdom's eastern region, instead of ending up like this — destitute and forced to take orders from the Seven Ghost Gods.
"You're blaming the wrong person, Young Master Feng. It's not that Long Wu doesn't want to — he simply can't," Third Ghost explained with a bitter smile. "That Huo Wu is faster than Long Wu in terms of pure speed. If she's determined to flee, even Long Wu can't do anything about it. Besides, Long Wu has been locked down by Black Flame this whole time. If he goes after Huo Wu, he'll definitely expose an opening, giving Black Flame an opportunity. Black Flame's combat power alone is terrifying — far beyond Huo Wu's — and that presence-hiding technique is practically an assassination god-skill."
"If Long Wu shifts his attention to Huo Wu, Black Flame will very likely find a chance to kill him. How could Long Wu possibly risk going after Huo Wu under those circumstances?"
"So you're saying Black Flame might actually be able to beat Long Wu?" Feng Xuanyang's voice carried an unmistakable note of unwillingness and disbelief.
Black Flame had started out as a complete nobody, while he himself was an officer of the Netherworld.
Black Flame had ruined his plans time and again, and with every clash, Feng Xuanyang discovered more and more that he simply couldn't do anything to the man. At this point, he had been reduced to utter helplessness.
"Long Wu is a genuinely dangerous individual. All I'm saying is that Black Flame might be able to kill him if Long Wu gets distracted. But when Long Wu is focused entirely on fighting Black Flame, Black Flame has almost no chance of winning," Third Ghost said with a confident smile.
"What do you mean?" Feng Xuanyang asked, unable to contain his curiosity.
"I heard this from First Ghost himself. Long Wu has already mastered the Domain. There's simply no way to beat him in a head-on confrontation. Even if all seven of us Ghost Gods joined forces, we still might not be able to defeat Long Wu from the front."
The moment Third Ghost said the word "Domain," a look of deep reverence crossed his face.
Domain — it could also be called a Field of Influence — meant achieving absolute control within a certain radius. One could know down to the last drop exactly how many raindrops were falling within that range. The sheer terror of such a thing was unimaginable.
It was a realm that could only be reached by pushing one's five senses to the absolute limit, and it was practically the stuff of legend.