Pyo-wol climbed a nearby tree and chewed on the jerky he had prepared.

Impatience could sometimes interfere with the senses, so taking a break is a good way to calm the mind.

After getting enough rest, Pyo-wol resumed his search.

He meticulously searched around the area. However, he still couldn�t find any traces.

Pyo-wol felt a strong sense of discomfort.

It was definitely a normal landscape, but something about it was off, he just couldn�t put his finger on what it was.

Pyo-wol thought hard about it, and soon, he figured it out.

�I can�t hear any sound from over there.�

From where he was standing, he could hear birds singing, insects chirping, and leaves rustling.� But on the other side opposite of him, he could hear none of that.

Such a thing was impossible under normal circumstances.

�Is it a formation?�

What lay before his eyes was unmistakably a high-level formation.

A formation sophisticated enough to fool Pyo-wol�s senses completely covered the area.

�It�s a formation that hinders human perception and disrupts their senses.�

Pyo-wol was no stranger to formations.

As an assassin, one had to know a certain amount about formations, and Pyo-wol had not been lax in his studies. Even so, the formation spread before his eyes was so exquisite that he didn�t recognize it at first glance.

There was no way that a place with this level of formation could be ordinary.

As of now, he knew absolutely nothing about the formation.

Rushing in without thinking would alert his enemies instantly.

So, Pyo-wol chose to remain hidden and observed the formation for the meantime.�

One of his specialties was being patient.�

If he observed the area patiently and persistently enough, he might find an unexpected gap.�

Pyo-wol observed the formation without moving for almost two hours.

�Perhaps��

A possibility popped into his head.

It was just his intuition for now, but he used his vivid imagination to build up a structure, fleshing it out. As he did so, he began to see a path, little by little.

Pyo-wol fixed his gaze on a particular point.

It was a large tree, standing out conspicuously even in the dense forest.

He didn�t know how long it had been rooted there, but the branches and leaves of the tree seemed to perfectly covered about ten or so pavilions.�

The tree was so huge that even three or four adults could would not be able to reach it even with their arms extended. JrNovels.com