The night was still like water, without the slightest hint of movement in the forest, not even light. Everyone was hiding in the tree hole and fell fast asleep, snoring loudly.
Luo Yuan remained alert for a little longer, closing his eyes as he did not sense anything out of the ordinary. He began to gather his Will and scanned every inch of his body including the blood in his veins. This was what he did on a daily basis.
Ever since he realized that his Zhanmadao was already something akin to a magical weapon due to the influence of his Will, he had become more aggressive in his pursuits.