The corners of Xiao Ning's mouth curled ever so slightly.
"Time to have a little fun."
The space around him began to tremble lightly. Threads of yin and yang energy coiled like opposing serpents, spiraling inward until they formed a point of collapse.
In the next breath, the spot where he had stood was empty—not even the faintest distortion remained in the air.
Almost half a second later, he reappeared at the outer periphery of the Thousand Poisons Hall.
Not a single formation reacted.
Even the core arrays, designed to monitor fluctuations in qi and space, remained utterly unaware.
Xiao Ning had not merely teleported—he had vanished and reappeared as if the world itself had blinked.
In the cultivation world, teleportation was a high-grade movement ability. Only Nascent Soul Realm experts and those above could even attempt it. The common method involved tearing through the superficial layer of space, forming a temporary rift between two points.
