The black mist coiled around the masked hunter like living shadows, distorting the air with its ominous presence.
Li Jun's All-Knowing Eye strained against it, but the fog acted as a barrier, blocking his insight.
"A technique that hides everything from my sight?" He narrowed his eyes. "Troublesome."
The hunter chuckled. "You rely too much on your eye. Let's see how you fight when you're blind."
Without warning, the mist surged forward.
Li Jun leaped back, but the darkness followed—as if it had a mind of its own.
The hunter vanished inside the mist.
A chill crawled up Li Jun's spine.
Then—a blade slashed through the darkness.
Li Jun barely deflected it, but the force sent him skidding back.
The hunter was using the mist to conceal his movements, attacking from unpredictable angles.
Another strike—this time from behind.
Li Jun twisted, parrying just in time. But before he could counter, the hunter was gone again.
The attacks were growing faster, more precise.
He couldn't keep defending forever.
Time to change tactics.
Li Jun closed his eyes.
He silenced his thoughts, focusing only on the flow of energy around him.
His breath steadied.
Then—he moved.
When the next attack came, he didn't see it—he felt it.
His sword lashed out, slicing through the mist.
A sharp grunt.
The mist shattered, revealing the hunter, a deep cut across his chest.
Li Jun smirked. "I don't need eyes to win."