Shadow Concealment Technique
“In other words, I’ll only have my peace once I put you to rest, right?” Mu Yu got to his feet and asked, sensing danger despite Qing Ming’s aura not being special in any form.
“Incorrect.” Qing Ming opened his aloof eyes and corrected, “I’ll be the one killing you.”
Mu Yu raised a brow.
The bloodlust so terrifying that the sand was too afraid to rise again manifested.
“I thought you fled from Clearwater City as the rumours say. Tell me: how do you remain so calm in my presence in spite of the discrepancy between our cultivation? Are you ready to die, or is it something else?”
“Do all you shadow assassins have so much to say?”
“Kikiki, usually not. I’m just going out of my way to say more since you’re True God’s disciple. Your miracle-streak might end here tonight.”
By the time Mu Yu heard a slash, two black qi blades already launched toward Mu Yu under the cover of the darkness.
“Keyword: might.”
Mu Yu tapped his foot on the ground, teleporting him away. Xiaoshuai had already returned to Mu Yu’s shoulder and was still enjoying his watermelon. Meanwhile, the rock Mu Yu was on was in dust form.
“Fifteen minutes. You last fifteen minutes against me, and I’ll walk away, considering it my loss.”
“Fifteen minutes?” Mu Yu’s eyes turned black and white.
“None of my matches have ever lasted fifteen minutes.”
Remaining as a shadow, Qing Ming dragged spiritual energy into the clouds, hitting his pasqueflower and turning it into black. In an instant, he created sixteen pasqueflowers that casted their shadows onto the bed of sand intersecting with each other as the pasqueflowers circled around Mu Yu. Mu Yu’s intuition screamed for him to jump as soon as one of them flitted towards him. Mu Yu’s intuition was spot on because Qing Ming emerged and launched a black blast as he emerged from the pasqueflower, forcing Mu Yu to teleport.
Simply put, Qing Ming could travel through shadows, giving him a chance to land a fatal attack on his target whenever one of his shadows was cast onto his target. Thus, it resembled Heavenly Star Formation to an extent. It might not have sounded impressive. In reality, the pasqueflowers were arguably faster than Spirit Severing Realm cultivators. Mu Yu discerned that he couldn’t shake off the pasqueflowers without relying on Heavenly Star Formation.
“Every shadow assassin must learn Shadow Concealment Technique. I have the terrain advantage wherever shadows exist.”
Qing Ming’s sudden emergence behind Mu Yu spurred the latter to vault toward a pasqueflower above. Mu Yu reasoned that destroying the pasqueflowers would rob Qing Ming of his territorial advantage. Unfortunately, the pasqueflower was able to avoid Mu Yu’s strike and maintain a consistent distance from him.
Qing Ming was on Mu Yu’s tail one moment and then coming down from above the next, forcing Mu Yu to escape using teleportation again.
“Now I know why the shadow assassins have such a fearsome reputation. I’d already be dead if I didn’t have Heavenly Star Formation to escape in time,” Mu Yu inwardly said.
Qing Ming reappeared suddenly again, bringing his black blade toward Mu Yu. Mu Yu drew Shadow Splitter Sword from the void on his right side to intercept Qing Ming’s attack, swiping away the sand directly below them with their clash. Mu Yu needed several steps backward to regain his footing, giving Qing Ming enough time to position his pasqueflowers around Mu Yu and caught Mu Yu across the back. Nevertheless, Mu Yu teleported just as Qing Ming’s blade nipped him.
“The only way you can escape our Shadow Concealment Technique is to have superior cultivation and speed. That’s not happening for you.”
“You’re going to need more than fifteen minutes to finish me with Shadow Concealment Technique,” asserted Mu Yu, confident in his tools.
“Fifteen minutes is enough. My Shadow Blade will split and ravage your internal organs once it picks up blood. Unlike the other shadow assassins, my Shadow Blade can control people,” argued Qing Ming, extending a finger.
Qing Ming stopped his pursuit as destructive energy from Qing Ming’s blade seeped into Mu Yu’s body and started to cause mayhem inside. Mu Yu mirrored Qing Ming’s action!
“Now you’re my shadow puppet. You’re going to mimic everything I do exactly.”
Qing Ming extended his right hand and formed black revolving spiritual energy in his hand. Mu Yu performed the same action but without the spiritual energy because he wasn’t a shadow assassin. Qing Ming proceeded to hurl the energy at Mu Yu, expanding before it rammed into Mu Yu’s chest, swirling up sand upon driving Mu Yu into a pit of sand.
Qing Ming appeared next to Mu Yu and surrounded the latter with pasqueflowers again, trapping the latter on the ground.
“I have sixteen Deaths that are as fast as Spirit Severing Realm cultivators. While I’m at it, I’ll let you know the sixteen are cultivators who were renowned for their speed, two of whom were ultimate immortals. After killing targets I consider sufficiently fast, I use Shadow Puppet to convert them into my Deaths. Be honoured that I approve of your speed and shall grant you the honour of becoming one of my Deaths.”
Mu Yu still couldn’t see Qing Ming’s appearance as the latter was still a shadow.
Mu Yu’s body started to decompose as his skin turned black!
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