Xue Jing stretched out his palm, a small cluster of Dark Flame condensing at his fingertips, flicking it out of the window to land in a blind spot dozens of meters away.
Then, with a Shadow Leap, he vanished from the room.
Before long, Xue Jing, through a series of familiar maneuvers, silently left the Zhige Base.
In a dark alley with no surveillance cameras, Xue Jing stood within the shadows, his mind stirring.
Countless wisps of dark air whirled around him, forming a Shadowflame Wrap Armor as deep and profound as a black hole.
After reaching Lv10, the Shadow Flame had become even darker.
Then, Xue Jing cast Feather Transformation upon himself.
Silently, he rose into the air, concealed by the darkness of night, and flew into the sky.
He kept ascending, striving to maximize his speed without making any loud noise, and soon approached the pale blue membrane that enveloped the entirety of Yuan City.
