Chapter: 1789
Countless men passed under the ceiling where he was hiding, but not one of them managed to notice his presence.
This was because Pyo-wol did not just merely conceal his breathing and movements, but erased his very presence altogether.
It is common for individuals with a strong intuition and keen sense to sense things that are not visible. What more for martial artists. Senses of people well-versed in martial arts are remarkably sensitive, surpassing imagination.
However, since Pyo-wol completely erased his presence, he could only be perceived as a part of the environment.
Pyo-wol moved along the ceiling like a spider, hanging upside down.�
His extraordinary sense of balance and strength, as well as his perfectly honed assassination techniques, made such a feat possible.
His destination was the captain�s quarters, located in the deepest part of the ship.
There was no one in the corridor now since all the crew members had descended to the lower decks.
Pyo-wol had no more reason to continue crawling on the ceiling, but he still didn�t descend to the floor.
He remained glued to the ceiling, looking ahead.
There seemed to be nothing in sight. No martial artist could be seen guarding the entrance of the captain�s quarters.�
Maybe it was because the ship was floating in the middle of the sea so no crew member expected any intruders.
Pyo-wol could have dropped down from the ceiling, opened the door and gone straight to the captain�s cabin, but he didn�t.�
His senses told him that someone was hiding, even though he couldn�t see anyone.
And it was not just one person, but four individuals.�
They were all hiding.
It was highly likely that even the people aboard this ship did not know of their presence. That was how remarkable their hiding skills were.
Their concealment skills were so advanced that only skilled assassins like Pyo-wol would have any chance of detecting them.
With their level of concealment, they were on par with the assassins of the Hundred Wraith Union.�
As Pyo-wol remained attached to the ceiling, he created a thin thread of qi.�
He pushed the qi thread toward the direction where the four individuals were hiding.
Like a snake, the thin qi thread wriggled and extended forward.
Six meters, seven meters� and then eight meters.
It took eight meters for Pyo-wol to finally feel a slight reaction from the other side.
It wasn�t a definite movement, but he could clearly feel something foreign.�
If so, that meant that eight meters was the radius their senses could detect.
�Eight meters��
Not bad.
With their level of perception, they could stand up against the assassins of the Hundred Wraith Union Pyo-wol had encountered before.
�Were assassins of this level so common?� JrNovels.com
This was because Pyo-wol did not just merely conceal his breathing and movements, but erased his very presence altogether.
It is common for individuals with a strong intuition and keen sense to sense things that are not visible. What more for martial artists. Senses of people well-versed in martial arts are remarkably sensitive, surpassing imagination.
However, since Pyo-wol completely erased his presence, he could only be perceived as a part of the environment.
Pyo-wol moved along the ceiling like a spider, hanging upside down.�
His extraordinary sense of balance and strength, as well as his perfectly honed assassination techniques, made such a feat possible.
His destination was the captain�s quarters, located in the deepest part of the ship.
There was no one in the corridor now since all the crew members had descended to the lower decks.
Pyo-wol had no more reason to continue crawling on the ceiling, but he still didn�t descend to the floor.
He remained glued to the ceiling, looking ahead.
There seemed to be nothing in sight. No martial artist could be seen guarding the entrance of the captain�s quarters.�
Maybe it was because the ship was floating in the middle of the sea so no crew member expected any intruders.
Pyo-wol could have dropped down from the ceiling, opened the door and gone straight to the captain�s cabin, but he didn�t.�
His senses told him that someone was hiding, even though he couldn�t see anyone.
And it was not just one person, but four individuals.�
They were all hiding.
It was highly likely that even the people aboard this ship did not know of their presence. That was how remarkable their hiding skills were.
Their concealment skills were so advanced that only skilled assassins like Pyo-wol would have any chance of detecting them.
With their level of concealment, they were on par with the assassins of the Hundred Wraith Union.�
As Pyo-wol remained attached to the ceiling, he created a thin thread of qi.�
He pushed the qi thread toward the direction where the four individuals were hiding.
Like a snake, the thin qi thread wriggled and extended forward.
Six meters, seven meters� and then eight meters.
It took eight meters for Pyo-wol to finally feel a slight reaction from the other side.
It wasn�t a definite movement, but he could clearly feel something foreign.�
If so, that meant that eight meters was the radius their senses could detect.
�Eight meters��
Not bad.
With their level of perception, they could stand up against the assassins of the Hundred Wraith Union Pyo-wol had encountered before.
�Were assassins of this level so common?� JrNovels.com
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