The Druid Blessing—Night Wind.
It was one of the rare druid abilities that cloaked one's body and presence under the cover of darkness. No scent. No sound. No Spirit or Qi signature. Just air and shadow.
If used optimally under the right conditions, even a weaker user of the ability would be able to fool the senses of stronger enemies.
"You… how… how did you…?"
The Verdant Elder's voice trembled with pain and disbelief.
He was a 3rd Order demon beast now. How had Aksai—who was supposed to be weaker—sneaked up on him and landed such a devastating blow?
Even his Spirit Sense had been unable to get a read on the man.
And what kind of power was he using? It was definitely not an ability powered by Spirit essence alone. His skin should have been tougher. His natural 3rd Order barrier of Spirit essence should have stopped the blade.
But none of that had happened.
