Chapter 577: Chapter 493: Reconnaissance and Unexpected Developments
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.
The demise of that three-person patrol squad had evidently triggered some kind of alert mechanism.
Since then, the search density in this area had skyrocketed to a suffocating level.
Even more troublesome was the frighteningly high quality of these searchers.
Not only were they truly well-trained, coordinated, and solid in individual combat power, but every few squads were led by a Sixth Level Wizard, able to provide timely support should anything happen.
Several times, Jeming was nearly detected by passing perception-type wizards due to the extremely faint spatial ripples caused by phase space conversions.
Forcing him to alter his concealment strategy.
Jeming’s current tactic is to dive deeper into the crevices of the phase space layer and rely on the calculation power provided by the spiritual nature of the Five Elements Rainbow Transformation Mirror to multitask, weaving a "space stabilization" disguise membrane in the outer layer of the phase space.
However, this space stabilization does not truly reinforce the space but simulates the unique fluctuation frequency of stable space, thoroughly masking the subtle anomalies of the phase space itself.
From the actual use experience, Jeming’s method, conceived during a match against his fellow disciples, was indeed effective, although the downside was the snail-like movement speed.
After all, in the state of the phase space, each phase conversion requires recalibrating the stabilization membrane, and each movement must ensure no chain reaction in the external space field.
But conversely, this high-density search itself has become the best roadmap.
"The denser the search teams are, the closer we are to the core area."
Jeming, like a spider cautiously crawling along the edge of the web, calculated the distribution density and frequency of external search teams through visual means, piecing together the general location of the Alliance Camp bit by bit.
Several more days passed.
Maintaining a phase concealment state, Jeming advanced quite a distance with extreme caution.
At this moment, he could vaguely sense a change in the "texture" of the space ahead.
Not a visual change, but an anomaly at the law level.
The previously thin but evenly distributed spatial structure became dense and solid like frozen crystal immediately outside an invisible boundary ahead.
This is the effect of large-scale, high-level spatial imprisonment magic.
Moreover, the wide coverage and tight structure of this magic allowed Jeming to judge with mere perception: there was absolutely no silent infiltration possible.
Any attempt at phase shift or space jump through that region would be as laughable as trying to pierce a steel plate with a feather and would instantly trigger an alarm.
But instead of despairing, Jeming grinned slightly in the darkness of the phase space.
"This is it."
The ability to set up such large-scale and flawless spatial imprisonment at the periphery was enough to prove the area ahead was the core defense circle of the Alliance Camp.
He didn’t need to actually break in; locating the camp’s precise position was one of the most important goals of this mission.
With this coordinate, the range to be searched next shrunk to a relatively limited area of about ten million kilometers radius centered around the camp.
"Time to retreat."
Jeming decisively turned around and began retracing his steps.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly; once he exited the enemy’s alert zone, he could reorganize the search positions based on the camp coordinates.
However, just when he spent a few more days retreating over a thousand kilometers, the external situation suddenly changed.
The originally regular patrol search teams suddenly became agitated like an ant colony disturbed by a stone.
Teams of wizards no longer maintained their search formation but uniformly turned and flew at full speed towards a specific direction.
"Someone else sneaked in?" Jeming quickly realized, "And... got discovered."
Soon, violent elemental fluctuations erupted from that distant direction—thunderous fire blast roars, icy frost screeches, spatial tearing crash of thunder, and some heavy thuds like mountain collisions.
Clearly, battle had erupted and was quite large in scale.
What made it worse was that as the battle escalated, intense spatial magic fluctuations began to spread.
Even from a distance, the disturbances rippled into Jeming’s location.
Under normal circumstances, this hint of shockwave wouldn’t be much.
But at this moment, the "space stabilization" disguise membrane Jeming had set up to cover phase space stood out starkly in this chaotic spatial backdrop like the sole unmoving raft in a stormy lake.
Worse still, as hordes of wizards assembled towards the battle zone, Jeming’s "abnormally stable" space chunk was immediately detected by a passing Fifth Level Wizard squad.
"Over there! Space readings are off!" the leading wizard shouted harshly.
With hardly any hesitation, five wizards simultaneously raised their hands, weaving five gray-white imprisoning beams into a net, descending upon Jeming’s concealed position!
"Damn! I’ve been spotted!"
Jeming’s heart sank, but his actions didn’t stall at all.
Right before the imprisoning net fell, he voluntarily tore open the phase space, his figure abruptly emerging from the void!
As he broke through the phase space, he naturally unleashed a spatial slash born from shredding the phase space.
A pitch-black thin line, seemingly able to swallow even light, appeared out of nowhere, slicing precisely across the neck of the wizard who had issued the alert.
Splurt.
The head flew up, a startled expression frozen on the face.
The wizard didn’t even have time for his soul to escape, shredded by the turbulence born from the spatial slash.
Before the body could fall, Jeming’s figure darted like a phantom in the opposite direction!
"Enemy attack!!"
"Block him!"
The remaining wizards were shocked and furious, unleashing torrents of intercepting witchcraft.
Curse witchcraft, elemental bombardments, gravity bog, spiritual spikes... but Jeming completely disregarded such offensive witchcraft.
Ruins Armor shimmered at his body surface, dispersing all attacks like rain bouncing off glass, vanishing with ripples.
Meanwhile, he had pushed the Void Step to the extreme, his figure dragging multiple afterimages, his speed breaking the sound barrier in an instant, yet curiously silent— all sound and energy fluctuations absorbed, deflected by the inherent stealth field of the Void Step.
As for combat, Jeming never planned on that from the start.
Don’t be ridiculous!
This area was now full of enemy wizards; any slight delay could result in dozens or hundreds surrounding him the next moment.
By then, forget about him being a Fifth Level Wizard, even at the peak of Sixth Level, being buried under an army would be a near-certain death.
So...
Escape!
Escape recklessly!
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