Mo Jianghe frowned.
He also found it strange.
However, Mo Jianghe quickly reacted and chuckled.
"I get it. I guess Fang Heng got it from the Necromancer Association. As expected of my student, he's so smart. We're in for it now that he's able to get this!"
Mo Jiawei was confused and asked, "Is it stable? Really?"
"Of course. This thing can block perception."
As he spoke, Mo Jianghe took out a rune and stuck it on Mo Jiawei's forehead.
"Pa!"
Mo Jiawei was surprised to find that the black mist in front of him seemed to be dispersing. His vision was initially less than half a meter, but it quickly extended to less than ten meters.
Although the black mist still obscured most of his vision, it was much better than before.
"This is amazing, Seventh Uncle!"
"That's for sure. Sealing techniques are invincible."
As he spoke, Mo Jianghe had already started to observe the entire battlefield.
