It's not time yet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTeng Yunshen stood motionless, watching the wizards of the Black Sword Society turn out of sight. The enemy is not a street villain, and they are not useless. The wizards of the Black Sword Society methodically set up one blockade after another. Teng Yunshen didn't plan to trigger their alarm easily.

Sooner or later, he would have to send these wizards to hell. However, for the sake of the long term, it would be better for him to let this five-man team walk away intact. Before he can find Su Ruiwen, he has to preserve his strength.

Moreover, he was not completely sure that he could destroy this team. His enemies were dead, and if he had taken it lightly, he would have been spared. The thing he was most sure of was that everyone, including him, would die. He would always die, and the cause of his death was remarkably plausible.

How does the Black Sword Society distribute its manpower? They have installed a fifth-tier shapeshifter mage in the airport checkpoint. The Black Sword Guild may value the shapeshifter's sensitive senses more than its sharp claws. And the squad that just left may have a similar configuration.

Teng Yunshen stepped back and returned to the world of shadows. One by one, heterochromatic buildings rose from the ground, engulfing the indifferent sky.

He felt a little suffocated, but soon realized that it was just his hallucination. The air in the shadow world doesn't seem real, it's clear, like melting time.

He had to have a plan to help him get through the Black Sword Society's blockade. It wasn't that long ago that he had just gotten out of a similar trouble. He kills the Transfiguration Mage, thus passing through the encirclement that is clothed in the airport. And this time, he has to deal with the difficulties in front of him with a smarter approach. It's not a good idea to startle a snake, and it's impossible for him to take down an endless array of enemies.

Teng Yunshen remembered what Qiao Siming had said. The Gunslinger advises him to learn how to use Shadow of One Heart as soon as possible, which will help him.

Why?

Teng Yunshen extracted the consciousness of concentration from his body little by little. He did, with little to no fuss. As he observed the witch through a mirror, the interaction of the two worlds activated his latent magic, and he had surpassed the first stage of the wizard.

He felt more and more intimate emotions. They sizzled like bubbles in a drink, pouring out of the depths of his mind like a volcano.

Teng Yunshen grabbed the consciousness of concentration and put it into the shadow under his feet.

And the process was harder than he thought. He lost focus, which made him wander from time to time. His symptoms weren't so severe that he forgot what he was doing. He grabbed shadows and emotions, and the art of creating phantoms flowed through his body like blood. Perhaps, because of this, Teng Yunshen was able to detect his absent-mindedness.

He remembered the shadow puppet mage who had died at his hands. He wandered again. "Which one?" the phantom grew under his fingers. "By the way, the witch with the rapier. The phantom gradually glowed with a crystal clear luster.

Teng Yunshen pushed away the phantom. He couldn't do two things, he couldn't even focus on one place. His mind is sometimes eastward and sometimes westward, but he refuses to stay in the same place.

The witch impressed Teng Yunshen. Her beautiful face fell second, and what terrified Teng Yun was her swordsmanship. Now, Teng Yunshen realizes how difficult it is to sew a one-heart shadow for himself in battle. She must have some tricks.

Teng Yunshen stared at his masterpiece.

Focused consciousness shimmered in the shadows, illuminating the strange silhouettes around them. It's very, very special, indescribable. All kinds of phantoms have a beauty that cannot be expressed with pen and ink, and the shadow of the heart is especially ...... at this moment Indispensable.

You walk past the shelves of the library, unfamiliar authors, plausible titles, and suddenly! a book catches your eye with its wonderful binding. The Shadow of the Heart is such a thing, it leaves the seamstress's wandering soul no longer without a place to stay.

Teng Yunshen put on the shadow of a heart.

He immediately understood what he could do with the Shadow of One Heart. And before that, he knew almost nothing about it until he put on the Shadow of a Heart. Now, he put on the shadow of the mind, and a little focus increased his speed of thought, and he figured out the cause and effect.

The answer lies in thinking and speed.

He shifted the speed at which he emitted energy to his thoughts. He had no experience storing mana in coins, but he could tell the difference between the two actions. The piggy bank on his belt would have taken away his mana, and the Shadow of One Heart had simply transferred his speed from one part of his body to another.

Thinking is the soul. Thinking is life. Thinking is the universe. Thinking is all.

In the blink of an eye, he became a different person, ambitious and ambitious. His mind ran far, far away, almost to the other side of the city. His pride and wisdom swelled dramatically under the accelerated thinking.

He imagined himself as an omnipotent god.

Teng Yunshen grasped a thought and held it tightly, he thought too much. If it were someone else, it might be out of control and difficult to extricate itself. And he won't. Because, he is no one else, he is Teng Yunshen.

He knew exactly where his place was.

Teng Yunshen shifted his speed away from thinking and moved to touch, smell, hearing, and sight. It works well. The information is pouring in, but it's not as crazy as accelerated thinking.

The process by which the sorcerers release their energy is a spontaneous process, with colors, lights, sounds, vibrations, and smells all revealing the specificity of their transcendent beings. Wizards are good at stealth. However, compared to mortals, their aura was so dazzling and huge, like stars, and under the sensitive senses of the shapeshifting mage, they had nothing to hide.

Teng Yunshen slowed down the speed at which he emitted energy, reducing it to an almost negligible level. By the time the enemy noticed the clues, he had already fled without a trace.

It takes some time to get used to the fast-moving senses. The feeling of being extremely detailed was like a torrent after torrent, engulfing Teng Yunshen's consciousness. He took a few tentative steps, staggering, as if walking on a rope bridge. The deep stream beneath his feet made him shudder.

However, Teng Yunshen has no more time to devote to rehabilitation. He's got to adapt to it and get over it. Su Ruiwen may be waiting for his rescue, and there is no time to wait.