Mo Hua had only sensed a trace of abnormality with his Divine Sense; with the naked eye, nothing was visible.
Mo Hua looked toward Elder Yu, noticing that Elder Yu was also deeply concerned, murmuring,
“It must be the Concealment Technique.”
“The Concealment Technique?”
Mo Hua was taken aback, “Can it conceal one’s presence?”
Elder Yu nodded and said, “Yes, the Concealment Technique, as the name suggests, is a spell that can hide one’s presence. After using the Concealment Technique, the person will become invisible, completely unseen by the naked eye.”
Mo Hua was astonished and couldn’t help asking, “Can I learn it?”
Knowing the Concealment Technique would make traveling in the Cultivation World much more convenient!
“It requires a water series Spiritual Root to learn, and you have the Small Five Elements Spiritual Root, which, although includes water series, might not be solely suitable for mastering it,” Elder Yu dampened the enthusiasm a bit.
Mo Hua was somewhat disappointed but then worriedly asked, “Then how do we counter this spell?”
Elder Yu sighed, “It depends on Divine Sense. The Concealment Technique can only hide one’s form and to some extent mask one’s aura, but it can’t hide the presence of Spiritual Power. As long as your Divine Sense is stronger, you can see through the Concealment Technique.”
“That will be tricky,” Mo Hua said.
Monster Hunters were not known for their strong Divine Sense, and if they could not see through the Concealment Technique, they would be like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of their adversaries.
On the battlefield, quite a few Monster Hunters fell to surprise attacks, bleeding profusely.
Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened. In such a chaotic fight, still being able to move with ease indicated that the cultivator was not only skilled in the Concealment Technique but also extremely experienced and agile, with sharp Divine Sense.
What to do? Mo Hua was getting anxious.
Just then, Mo Hua suddenly felt a disturbance around Mo Shan, who was fighting valiantly.
“Be careful!” Mo Hua couldn’t help shouting out.
But he was too far away, and in the chaos, his voice couldn’t reach.
Mo Shan, who was in close combat and exposed to vulnerability, was subject to an attack by the hidden cultivator.
At the critical moment, relying on his extensive experience, Mo Shan instinctively tilted his neck to the side as a dagger slid past, grazing him and drawing a streak of blood. Although he bled, the wound wasn’t severe.
Mo Shan turned cold eyes around, retaliating, but there was nothing but empty air, no one in sight.
Gone?
Mo Shan frowned, realizing that if things continued this way, the situation would become dire.
He wiped the blood from his neck and felt somewhat fortunate; good thing he had sensed the killing intent and ducked just in time, or it would have been dangerous.
Watching this scene, Mo Hua’s heart relaxed a bit, and then his little face turned serious.
“Dare to ambush my dad, I’ll remember you!”