Pyo-wol, who had been hiding using Turtle Breathing technique, jumped through the gateway.

At that moment, the scenery around him changed.

The dense bushes disappeared without a trace, and a cliff that seemed to have been carved out appeared.

�Amazing!�

Pyo-wol couldn�t help but exclaimed inwardly in admiration.�

He had encountered quite a few formations in his life, but never one so elaborate and spread over such a vast area.

A formation this large and elaborate could never be created in a day or two.

It was a masterpiece that required a significant amount of manpower and time to complete. Moreover, to maintain a formation of this size, a skilled formation master had to reside and constantly repair it.

It was not a task that one or two people could handle.

Pyo-wol hid near the gateway and heightened his senses. Then, he felt presences from various places.

There were watchers hidden nearby. However, they hadn�t anticipated that Pyo-wol would jump in when the gateway opened for a moment. Therefore, they had no idea that Pyo-wol was hiding.

Pyo-wol remained hidden and looked at the cliff.

If they had spread such a massive formation to conceal that cliff, there had to be something inside it.

It would be no easy task to approach the cliff without being seen.

There were more than ten presences felt by Pyo-wol�s senses. While the number may not seem significant, the problem was their positions.

They occupied positions that were not visible at a glance.

Approaching the cliff while avoiding their eyes was not an easy task. However, this was only the case for ordinary warriors.

Pyo-wol was a martial artist who surpassed everyone else when it came to hiding himself and approaching stealthily. Once he sets his mind in concealing himself, no one could find him.

Pyo-wol used Synchronization.�

He precisely matched his breathing and vital responses with those who were hiding.

In that state, he then used Snake Steps.�

Like a snake slithering, he moved without a sound.

Human concentration inherently has its limits. No matter how hard the person stares at something, their attention is bound to scatter, and over time, they will naturally get distracted.�

Even the most rigorously trained martial artists can�t escape this phenomenon.

Moreover, having a formation as a first line of defense naturally lowered one�s focus.

Pyo-wol knew the psychology of such watchers better than anyone else.

He casually walked among the watchers, as if he had just gone out for a walk.

It was an exceedingly strange spectacle.

There were about ten watchers hiding, yet none of them managed to notice Pyo-wol passing through their midst.

Their eyes were by no means rotten sockets, and yet not a single one of them noticed Pyo-wol passing by. JrNovels.com