Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

"Di Lin!" Lu Lingxi Yao transmitted her voice directly to Di Lin (the dog demon) through her mental power, her voice slightly hurried, "Now I need you to use illusion magic to create a realistic aura trajectory to lure those Shadow-Sniffing Beasts to another place, the more and the more chaotic the better, can you do it?"

Di Lin, who was in a state of anxiety and self-blame, was suddenly stunned, and then immediately understood Lu Lingxi Yao's intention. As a member of the demon royal family, illusion was an innate talent of the nine-tailed celestial fox.

"can!"

Di Lin responded, and his body trembled slightly. An extremely pure demonic energy fluctuation quietly spread out. However, this fluctuation did not spread too far. Instead, he controlled it in a mysterious way within a very small area and quickly integrated it into the surrounding grass, soil, and even air.

The next moment, something strange happened. Centered on Di Lin, several auras similar to his extended in all directions.

These auras are "illusions" specifically designed for olfactory tracking, condensed by Di Lin using the unique bloodline power of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox and combining it with the aura simulation and illusion techniques from the "Nine Heavens Spiritual Rhinoceros Technique" obtained from the Divine Venerable Lu Yao.

These "phantom auras" not only mimicked his scent, but also carried a faint, unique pressure belonging to the royal bloodline. This was extremely tempting to the Shadow-Sniffing Beast, a beast that was extremely sensitive to scents, yet it made it difficult for it to distinguish between the real and the fake.

While Di Lin was using his talent, Lu Lingxi was not idle either. She moved quickly through the forest, her hands flying, and streams of elemental power silently merged into the surroundings, setting up various traps in the forest and stream areas to block the pursuers behind her.

"hurry up!"

Just as she finished doing all this, she heard the hurried voices of pursuers behind her. She looked in the direction from which the pursuers were coming, a wicked smile curling at the corner of her lips, and then turned and disappeared.

Soon after, screams of agony came from behind. Some people fell into pits, some got tangled in vines, and some slipped and fell into the stream. Hearing the curses of the pursuers, a smug look flashed in her eyes.

Nalan Rongzhi (Lang Qing) stayed close to Lu Lingxi Yao. Unlike Lu Lingxi Yao, he did not set up various traps. Instead, he released a mental pressure at the level of a Demon Lord, mixed with a trace of demonic energy that could disturb the mind, and accurately projected it into the depths of the Shadow-Sniffing Beast's soul.

The Shadow-Sniffing Beasts, which were rapidly tracking the target, suddenly let out a series of uneasy growls and whimpers without warning. Their sensitive noses detected hundreds and thousands of chaotic scents. The "phantom scent" created by Emperor Lin was already difficult for them to distinguish, and now, with the addition of Nalan Rongzhi's mental interference, their headaches were excruciating, and the scene in front of them began to blur.

Even more terrifying, a fear originating from the depths of their souls spreads into their hearts, making them instinctively want to escape.

“Woo…Awoo…”

The Shadow Sniffers began to become restless, shaking their heads in an attempt to shake off the discomfort. Their tracking became hesitant, sometimes heading in one direction and sometimes turning in another. Two Shadow Sniffers even began to growl and howl at each other, as if arguing about which direction was correct.

"Damn beast! What's going on?"

The Wolf Fang Guard centurion noticed the abnormality of his mount and angrily struck the Shadow Beast's head with the hilt of his sword, trying to calm it down.

The other Wolf Fang Guards behind him also noticed the Shadow-Sniffing Beast's abnormal behavior, and their pursuit slowed down again.

A mocking smile curved Nalan Rongzhi's lips, and deep in his eyes was disdain for these pursuers.

Meanwhile, Baihu (Xiong Han) and Youming (Mao Shao), who were responsible for covering the rear, were also not having an easy time.

The White Tiger constantly used the terrain to create obstacles, sometimes lifting up boulders and throwing them, sometimes smashing down trees to block the way, and sometimes deliberately leading some of the pursuers toward the lairs of certain low-level but territorially strong monsters, causing chaos.

Youming took his talent for "trickery" to the extreme. He darted and leaped through the forest, his figure appearing and disappearing. Sometimes his ghostly flames would ignite in the east, attracting the Wolf Fang Guards to rush over only to find that they were just a few burning leaves; other times, he would create a few shrill screams and fighting sounds in the west, making the pursuers suspicious and hesitant to venture deeper. He even used illusion magic to simulate the figures of several "companions" who fled in the wrong direction, further dispersing the pursuers' strength.

The two worked together seamlessly, one drawing fire from the front while the other harassed and disrupted the enemy from the side. Although they did not engage in a large-scale direct conflict with the Wolf Fang Guards, they successfully delayed the main force of the pursuers, buying precious time for Lu Lingxi, Yao, and the others.

However, the Wolf Fang Guards were, after all, the elite troops under Lie Tian's command, and the centurion was even more experienced. After the initial chaos, he quickly realized that he might have fallen into the enemy's trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

"Damn it! We've been tricked! These guys are deliberately stalling for time!"

The centurion roared, forcibly suppressing the restless Shadow Sniffer Beasts. His eyes swept across the surroundings with a sinister look. "Leave a small squad to hold off these two troublesome guys. The rest of you, follow me. Even if the Shadow Sniffer Beasts are temporarily out of order, they can't have gone far. Spread out and search the area. Dig three feet into the ground and find them for me!"

At the command of the Wolf Fang Guard centurion, the team was decisively split into two. Five elite soldiers were left to continue the pursuit of White Tiger and Netherworld, while he led the remaining men, including two Shadow-Sniffing Beasts that had barely recovered their strength, and quickly chased after them in the direction in which Lu Lingxi and the others had fled.

"Oh no, they've split into two groups!"

Dark Night (Rabbit)'s keen soul perception allowed him to detect the pursuers' movements immediately, and he hurriedly alerted his companions through mental connection.

Lu Lingxi Yao (the fox girl)'s expression hardened. Although the previous trap had temporarily confused the pursuers, it had not completely shaken them off.

"Rong Zhi, it seems we underestimated these Wolf Fang Guards. If this continues, it's only a matter of time before we're caught up. We must think of another way!"

A cold glint flashed in Nalan Rongzhi's (Lang Qing's) eyes. He had already anticipated that things would not be so simple. "Yao Yao, it seems we have no choice but to use some extreme measures. Di Lin, next, I need your cooperation. We need to completely confuse the tracking abilities of these Shadow-Sniffing Beasts!"

Di Lin (the dog demon) nodded in response.

Nalan Rongzhi stopped and slowly closed his eyes. The demonic energy that had been suppressed was now seeping out from his pores, like black mist, swirling and circling around him.

He opened his eyes again, his sharp wolf eyes now completely swallowed by the chaotic blackness, like two bottomless black holes. He raised his hands, his fingertips glowing with dark demonic runes, and began to chant an ancient demonic incantation.

As the incantation was chanted, the demonic energy around him grew stronger and stronger, eventually condensing into a huge black vortex behind him. Streams of extremely pure demonic power, like a flood bursting its banks, surged wildly out of his body, instantly filling every inch of the surrounding space.

Nalan Rongzhi used a special demonic secret technique called "Demonic Nightmare Illusionary Mist." This is an auxiliary demonic technique that consumes a great deal of magic power but has extremely powerful effects. Its function is to create a special mist that isolates and interferes with all senses, and it is especially effective against supernatural tracking methods such as smell and soul perception.

He suddenly swung his hands forward, and the huge black vortex behind him burst open, turning into billowing black mist that spread in all directions at an astonishing speed. Wherever the black mist passed, the surrounding trees, rocks, and soil seemed to be stained with a dark color, and a nauseating smell filled the air.

In just a few breaths, the area within a radius of several hundred feet centered on Nalan Rongzhi was completely enveloped by the dense black mist.

The fog was so thick that one could hardly see their own hand in front of their face. Not only did it obstruct vision, but more terrifyingly, it could greatly interfere with the sensory abilities of living beings. Whether it was smell, hearing, sight, or even the perception of the soul, all would become dull, distorted, or even completely malfunction under the erosion of the demonic fog.

"Quick! Di Lin, cooperate with me, integrate your demonic power into the demonic mist to further enhance the interference effect and create a more complex illusion!" Nalan Rongzhi's voice was weak, clearly indicating that casting "Demonic Nightmare Illusionary Mist" was extremely taxing on him.

Upon hearing this, Di Lin did not hesitate to once again unleash his demonic power, continuously pouring his pure seven-colored demonic power into the surrounding black demonic mist.

Two completely different energies strangely merged together at this moment, and the black demonic mist began to undergo bizarre changes under the permeation of the seven-colored demonic power.

Within the mist, several illusions, both real and false, began to appear. Sometimes they were the figures of several imperial unicorns fleeing in all directions; sometimes they were the blurry figures of various demonic beasts running and leaping; and sometimes they turned into nothingness, where nothing could be seen or sensed.

These illusions constantly shifted, distorted, and overlapped, completely disrupting the pursuers' perception of direction and target.

Lu Lingxi Yao (the fox girl) also used illusion magic at the right time to further distort and deform the surrounding environment. With the dual interference of demonic mist and demonic power, this area was completely transformed into a maze where it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion and full of dangers.

"go!"

Nalan Rongzhi let out a low shout, ignoring his own breath, and immediately led Lu Lingxi and the others, taking advantage of the cover of the demonic mist, to retreat at full speed in the opposite direction from the pursuers.

The relentless Wolf Fang Guard centurion, leading his elite troops, plunged into the suddenly appearing black magic mist. At first, they could barely discern directions with the help of the Shadow-Sniffing Beasts, but as the mist thickened and illusions multiplied, the Shadow-Sniffing Beasts completely lost their target and began to pace restlessly in place, emitting confused whimpers.

The elite Wolf Fang Guards were completely thrown into chaos. Not only was their vision obstructed and they couldn't see anything clearly, but even more terrifyingly, they found that their senses had also become chaotic, their sense of direction had been completely lost, and even the figures of their comrades had become blurry.

They tried to communicate by sound, but found that the sound was distorted in the magical fog and could not be heard at all. They could only grope around in the thick fog like headless flies, going further and further away, and their formation became more and more scattered.

The centurion of the Wolf Fang Guard was terrified. He vaguely felt that this sudden demonic mist was not a natural phenomenon, but was caused by an extremely powerful force. The evil aura contained in this force made his soul tremble and feel uneasy.

This pursuit is likely to end in failure again. What unsettles him is his vague premonition that they may have provoked more than just a few ordinary "demons," but something far more dangerous and terrifying...