Tap tap tap~ Footsteps echoed in the empty corridor as Sha Lan pushed open the stone door and entered the room.
In the room separated by a wall, Lu Yu silently changed his disguise and walked out.
Thanks to the members of the Sha King Hall being dressed in face-covering turbans, Lu Yu dyed his skin to that bronzed look of a Western Desert foreigner. As long as he didn't speak, it was almost impossible to tell him apart from the masked outsiders.
Lu Yu sensed the location of the Asura Evil Spirits and moved in their direction. Inside the Sha King Hall, an unknown force suppressed him, making it harder to establish contact with the spiritual marking.
Only at very close range could he rely on the spiritual marking to observe the surroundings of the target.
Now he could only vaguely sense the position of the spiritual marking and couldn't eavesdrop on the conversations between the Asura Evil Spirits and others.
