In the jungle, a somewhat ethereal figure walked quietly, his steps peculiar, floating as if in the void, making no sound, like a ghost.
As he approached Lin Feng's group, his figure gradually became transparent, blending directly into the night, with his aura and body temperature completely disappearing.
He was like a true invisible man, lurking in the dark corners, watching Lin Feng's team.
"Their strength is unexpectedly powerful, and they coordinate very seamlessly! So seamless that they can sense which teammate it is, and how far they are, without needing perception. What kind of support soul skill is this?"
Jue Tian's gaze swept over Lin Feng's group, secretly analyzing.
He had followed them all along, and Lin Feng and the others' seamless coordination surprised him far more than their strength.
It is precisely this seamless coordination that has allowed Lin Feng's team to remain unscathed, slaughtering madly all the way.
