Days later, Jeming hid within the crevices of the phase space, like a shadow submerged underwater, silent and still.
Through the blurred images transmitted by the space membrane, a team of wizards flew by overhead.
They were fifteen Fifth Level Wizards from the Chaos Secret Sect and the Tower of Annihilation Alliance Army, arranged in a meticulous search formation, led by a Sixth Level Wizard with noticeably heavier aura.
They were not using large-scale detection magic but were scanning every inch of space with a precise energy resonance field, leaving no slight elemental anomaly unchecked.
"Tsk! I only killed three people," Jeming muttered silently in the phase space, "Why are they acting like they've kicked a hornet's nest?"
But he knew very well that he indeed had stirred up a hornet's nest.
Since the previous encounter, his position had essentially intruded into the alert zone of the Alliance Camp.
