The Disguise from [Thousand-Faced Illusion] made his silhouette almost indistinguishable from the rock's texture, while the [Shadow Ring] absorbed any trace of his body heat and Energy Fluctuations.
His breathing grew long and faint, his heartbeat slowed to a near-dormant state. Even the Qi circulating through his body stilled, maintaining only the barest-minimum flow through his finest meridians, like a hibernating snake.
'Can I kill these monsters?'
'Yes.'
'Even against that Giant Scorching Beast... with the power of my 7.6-degree Flying Sword, killing a creature that only requires a 3.5-degree attack would be incredibly easy.'
'No more difficult than crushing a cockroach.'
'But what's the point?'
'Kill one, and I'll attract ten.'
'Kill ten, and I'll attract a hundred.'
'I might even attract something far more terrifying.'
'This isn't the Main World. This is the monsters' home turf.'
'Their numbers are practically endless, but my Qi is finite.'
