The Ghost King shifted its gaze to look at Xin Wuhen as she flew backward. They were both Heaven Masters, but this lady's movement technique was unusually alarming!
Even though her expression was grave, she was incredibly calm. She took out a thin transparent cape from her sleeves and covered her body as her right hand formed seals. A pair of wings materialized by the wind appeared behind her. With a flicker, the air around her moved. Her body seemed to teleport as she flew back 100 zhang.
That strange stone pillar roared but did not hit anything. Continuously flickering, she successfully escaped 1,000 zhang away, arriving at the entrance of the hall. Furthermore, the cicada-like cape that she draped around her glowed slightly as her figure strangely turned into nothingness. Even her aura was gradually erased. She had concealed herself.
