"That was a close call!"
Seeing Yangg Tiesheng and the others flee in disarray, the black-clad figure on the rock suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. He wiped his hands across his face, and the fake beard fell to the ground, revealing the face of a young man. It was Nie Yun!
'I never expected that circulating my Spirit according to the Nameless Technique would produce such a powerful and oppressive aura! Without it, tricking those guys would have been much harder!'
Thinking back on the scene, Nie Yun couldn't help but let out a breath of relief.
Without that special power in his body, the Nameless Technique was like an engine without fuel—it couldn't run. But he could still slowly circulate his Spirit according to the Technique's method, and in doing so, produce an oppressive aura that far surpassed his actual strength!
'If circulating my Spirit can do this, doesn't that mean no one will see through my act if I pretend to be an expert in the future?'
