At the foot of Yin Mountain, outside Wangsi City, the Buddhist light, though dimmer than before, remained tenacious.
Lu Yao and the incomplete Shariputra reflected each other, persistently permeating the map.
His eyes glinted with a golden light, constantly scanning the surroundings.
There was a hint of doubt in his expression that wasn't there before.
It was clear he had some apprehension about Zheng Fa making another move, and was even looking for Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa utilized the Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Fiend Transformation, becoming a light mist, blending into the surrounding fog.
After the earlier strike, he dared not underestimate Lu Yao further, knowing that if his presence were exposed, he might face severe consequences.
Lu Yao also seemed unable to see through Zheng Fa's disguise, yet he refused to give up, murmuring softly:
"With form, without form—illusory as bubbles and shadows."
