From this, one can also imagine that this martial arts must be extraordinarily effective in the dark of night.
By comparison, techniques like peeling off the skin to make clothes and shadow magic are nothing but trivial tricks.
At this moment, he is hidden in the darkness, and although Su Mo has exhausted his hearing, his eyesight struggles to locate this person.
Fortunately, there is still a trace of vital energy lingering, informing Su Mo that the Night Lord is still wandering nearby.
Upon hearing Su Mo's words, a voice then arises from all directions:
"Such a splendid Ziyang Divine Palm…
"Are you a disciple of the Ziyang Sect?
"No… There is absolutely no one as skilled as you within the Ziyang Sect.
"Even I would not dare to confront the inner strength of this palm.
"So it is... it's you!!"
The voice of the Night Lord gradually intensifies, weaving throughout every corner of this small area.
