At the scene, not only were the three corpses still twitching, there wasn't a single ghostly figure to be seen.
The surrounding mountain winds were bleak, the shadows of the trees swayed, and there was no sign of anyone.
"As expected of the Night Owl! His ability to appear and disappear is getting stronger and stronger! Everyone, be cautious and don't give him the opportunity to break through one by one."
The leader said, while being even more vigilant.
But no matter how vigilant he was, every time a muffled moan came from behind him, a follower would die on the spot, making his eyes bloodshot.
"Old man, I'm going to fight you to the death!"
His eyes filled with murderous rage, he charged forward, and those behind him were utterly terrified.
They were not ordinary people, but they had been defeated without even seeing the enemy's face. Such a suffocating death made them extremely fearful.
However, their opponent made a few false moves before slipping into the bushes.