As Corey ran away from the site of the Supre Tribulation while using Lightning Movent Art, he used the skill, Infinite Mirage to hide himself, and he also used Breath of Omniscience to erase his presence as he moved.
Using Breath of Omniscience to erase his presence as he used Lightning Movent Art created a strange sight where with every step Corey took, streaks of lightning were left in his wake.
However, as the streaks of lightning were about to spread and scorch the ground, their direction would change towards Corey.
This made it seem like Corey was covered in an elongated sphere of lightning that was constantly moving.
The mont the Eryndor's uncle appeared, he calmly glanced at him and took note of his appearance and aura.
He was curious about the Tier 6 that was able to manipulate space and even ti to an extrely high degree.
'So he's the one.'
Corey calmly thought, and he was about to look away, however, Eryndor appeared and Corey frowned.
His eyes flashed with a pondering and calculating glint for a fraction of a second, and he calmly looked away.
'How was the Chosen of the Mortal Empire able to defeat Eryndor? That man is extrely talented and dangerous.'
Although Corey wished he could observe and inspect the Tier 6 and Eryndor for a longer period of ti, he knew he did not have the luxury to do so.
Corey's expression was extrely calm as he moved despite sensing the auras of over a hundred Mystic Beings.
A thought appeared in his mind, and he calmly looked behind him. His pupils moved so rapidly in less than three seconds to the point that it resembled a blur.
Three seconds later, he shifted his gaze to his front and he furrowed his brows slightly.
'I've recorded all their appearances but there are a lot of Tier 6s and Tier 5s in the Underworld. I doubt this are all the Tier 6s and Tier 5s of the Underworld.'
'Are we going to be able to escape the Underworld? Although we're talented, we don't have enough numbers.'
Corey shook his head slightly and exhaled deeply, and then a determined light flashed in his eyes.
'With Divine's plan and my secret plan, we should be able to leave the Underworld... Hopefully, there's no casualties.'
Corey thought solemnly, and four steps later, his head snapped to the right.
BANG!
BOOM!
'Oh, they took the bait. That should buy enough ti to escape.'
Corey smiled, and then he mumbled softly. "I guess I've co a long way compared to when I was in the academy."
Corey chuckled softly, and then he ca across a T-Junction on the road.
The road to the left led to the Headquarters of Neon, while the road to the right led to a different place.
Without hesitation, Corey deftly turned to the right.
'In case they notice , I can't have anybody knowing that the culprit of the shattering of the Sky of the Underworld and the summoning of the Supre Tribulation lives in the direction of the Neon Headquarters.'
'The Headquarters is basically our ho and nobody is going to destroy it.'
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As Corey continued on his uninterrupted escape from the Underworld officials and Outsiders, a different scene was occurring amongst the crowd of Outsiders and Underworld officials.
The Tiless Artisan stood before the Outsiders and Underworld officials while holding the neck of a struggling masked man.
"Damn it! Let go! Let go!"
The masked man held the Tiless Artisan's neck with a cold and murderous expression. His aura as a Tier 6 fell on the masked man who emitted the aura of a Tier 5 with no remorse.
"You dare ask to let you go? After destroying masterpiece? You dare ask to let you go?!"
The Tiless Artisan thundered and the world trembled.
Flas appeared around the Tiless Artisan, and the masked man scread in pain as the flas burned him not to the point of death but to the point where his defenses were nothing but trash before the Tiless Artisan.
The Outsiders and Underworld officials watched with varying emotions. So were curious, so were indifferent, so displayed greedy expressions, so were baffled, and so were suspicious.
After the Tier 6 guardian of the Celestial Spirit Empire gestured to where he sensed sothing odd, the Tiless Artisan wasted no ti in moving towards the location.
He was the fastest person amongst all of them, and before any of them could stop him, he destroyed the area and to their surprise, he caught the masked man.
All of them were curious about the identity of the masked man, and just as a Tier 6 elder was about to speak, Darius Flint or the Mortal Empire spoke.
"That's not real... It's an illusion."
The Tiless Artisan and so individuals glanced at Darius and then at the struggling masked man.
Without saying anything, Eryndor swung his hand at the masked man and a golden light flashed beside his neck.
A second later, the head of the masked man slowly slid off his neck and fell to the ground.
In his rage, the Tiless Artisan shook and shouted.
"What do you-!"
"Look. It's truly an illusion."
A Tier 6 elder gestured at the falling head of the masked man. To the shock of the Tiless Artisan and so individuals, a white mist escaped the head and the head changed to that of an individual they all knew of.
"It's Savage, the leader of the group called the Nightmares in the Underworld."
Darius Flint spoke with a frown, and then he glanced at the body in the Tiless Artisan's hand.
A white mist also drifted out of the body, and the mont everybody looked at the body, their expressions changed and so gasped in shock and disbelief.
The body in the Tiless Artisan's hand changed, and what was previously a lean but muscular body covered in clothes beca a body that resembled that of a Mummy.
It had very little flesh and its bones could be seen as clear as day. There was no life in the body and they could see a hole in the chest of the body.
None said a word because they all knew that they had been tricked.
'What a powerful illusion. I can't believe it almost tricked the senses of so many Tier 5s and Tier 6s.'
Darius Flint thought in surprise, and just as he had this thought, the Tiless Artisan scread in rage.
"ARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
"I WILL FIND THE BASTARD AND KILL HIM IN THE WORST POSSIBLE WAY!!!"
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