The jungle swayed, and Qu Huaiwei stood up.
Blood seeped from her lips, her upper body clothes were already shredded, and her skin was covered with a thick, ink-like Qi flow that clung tightly to her.
This Qi flow rapidly spread, transforming into a form-fitting black energy armor that outlined her exquisite curves.
It was like a second skin, or a delicate leotard.
Qu Huaiwei spat out a mouthful of murky blood and said with lingering fear, "Good thing I learned the Black Battle Armor."
"This guy is very powerful!"
Qu Huaiwei still felt a lingering fear as her gaze swept around.
She was an O Level Martial Artist, just one step away from the A-Rank threshold.
Yet, even so, she was almost instantly killed by the opponent's strange ability from an unknown distance!
The division of Ranks represents the level of combat power.
But sophisticated techniques and strange abilities can often compensate for, or even surpass, the difference brought by Rank.
Xuan Hao took off his clothes and handed them to Qu Huaiwei.
"Thank you."
Qu Huaiwei's face flushed, and she quickly took the jacket and put it on.
Her upper body clothes had been shattered, and although she was covered by the Black Battle Armor, it was a thin film, not much different from being unclothed.
Just at this moment...
"Whoosh!"
The fifth shriek tore through the night sky again.
This time, the target was Xuan Hao, who had given Qu Huaiwei his clothes and stood motionless in place.
"Pfft--!"
The black bead struck Xuan Hao's left shoulder.
"Envoy!"
Qu Huaiwei exclaimed in shock.
Although she knew the Envoy was extraordinary, such an attack was undeniably powerful.
The next second, she widened her eyes.
The Envoy was not affected at all.
The bead, which was powerful enough to shatter boulders and tear through steel, only created a spark on him?
"I found you."
Xuan Hao moved his newly regenerated arm, his gaze like two cold bolts of lightning, piercing through the dense night and locking onto the dark mountain forest in the distance.
....
"Hmm?"
Deep in the mountain forest, a figure raised his eyebrows.
"He found me so quickly? No wonder he dared to target the organization; he indeed has some tricks up his sleeve."
The man didn't hesitate and turned to leave.
"Game over."
As an assassin, if one strike fails, one should immediately retreat.
However, just as he turned...
A young man, shirtless with long hair, appeared in front of him.
"You?!"
The man was terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.
His mental perception was extremely powerful, yet he failed to detect the other party's approach.
The man instinctively activated his psychic power, controlling the black beads...
But it was too late.
Xuan Hao's right hand was as fast as lightning, and the moment the man's thought arose, he had already precisely gripped his throat.
"Crack!"
The sound of a neck bone breaking echoed.
The light in the man's eyes quickly extinguished, and his body slumped softly to the ground.
....
The next second, Xuan Hao appeared by the roadside.
The reason he could instantly appear behind the man was due to his mental Domain.
He overlapped his mental Domain with reality; although the range couldn't cover the location of the attacking man, a mental Domain is never a fixed area.
If the range isn't enough, then stretch it!
Xuan Hao stretched his two-block mental Domain into a line, naturally appearing behind the man with ease.
"Let's go, that person is dealt with."
As soon as Xuan Hao finished speaking, everyone quickly emerged from the jungle.
"Dealt with?"
Qu Huaiwei clutched her aching chest, looking at Xuan Hao in disbelief.
From such a far distance, in an instant?
Is this the power of an ancient existence?
Everyone continued forward, the surroundings eerily silent.
There were no dog barks in the village, no lights, and even the sound of the wind seemed to have vanished.
Qu Huaiwei took out her phone, looked at a message, and said:
"Flower-Faced Man just sent a message; the enemy has hidden in every corner of the village, it seems they plan to ambush us."
"Ah!"
A short scream echoed from the back of the team!
Everyone quickly retreated; as far as their eyes could see, there was only the ground illuminated by the moonlight.
There was no abnormality at the scene.
"What's going on?"
Qu Huaiwei looked at the others.
The young man next to her, wearing a beast mask, looked surprised and pointed at the open space, saying:
"He was standing right there just now, and then, 'whoosh,' he just disappeared, as if something dragged him underground."
No sooner had he spoken...
"Help!"
A startled cry was heard, and suddenly two hands emerged from the ground, quickly grabbing a person's ankle.
"Thump."
The person didn't even have time to react; his entire body was forcibly dragged beneath the hard ground by those hands.
"Come out!"
A nearby team member roared, slamming his fist hard on the ground.
"Rumble."
Mud splattered, and a deep pit was smashed into the surface.
But there was no one inside.
"It's Earth Escape Art."
Qu Huaiwei was astonished, "It is said that this unique skill has long been lost, and it is extremely difficult to master; I never thought someone would have achieved it."
"Everyone, get off the ground."
Qu Huaiwei's command was given, and the team members reacted extremely quickly, leaping up and landing on nearby half-collapsed mud walls or rooftops.
Except for Xuan Hao; he remained standing in place.
"Hush...."
An almost imperceptible rustling sound occurred behind Xuan Hao.
Two arms, with lightning speed, burst out of the ground and similarly grabbed at his ankles.
The next second, his vision went black.
Xuan Hao had been dragged underground.
He reacted very quickly, his arms reaching forward rapidly.
But in that instant, an irresistible force enveloped Xuan Hao, and his outstretched arms abruptly stopped.
This was not the opponent's attack.
Rather, he was embedded in the mud.
When the attacker grabbed Xuan Hao, the mud seemed to turn into water with no resistance, so he was easily pulled underground.
When the attacker disappeared, the mud around his body instantly solidified rapidly from its 'water' state.
However, Xuan Hao remained expressionless.
Mental Domain -- Overlap Reality!
In a breath, Xuan Hao reappeared on the ground.
