Fang Yue scanned his surroundings, making sure he hadn't missed anything.
But he felt something watching him from the shadows, a sensation that made the hair on his body stand on end, like needles prickling his back.
His brow furrowed as he scanned his surroundings again.
There were no more enemies here. Even the falcon that had been circling in the sky was now gone.
He was clearly the only one left, and all his enemies had been eliminated.
Yet, at this moment, he felt the danger growing even more intense.
'I can't stay here long. I have to leave, and fast!'
Fang Yue took a deep breath, immediately changed direction, and continued east.
He didn't know where that inexplicable sense of threat had come from, but he was sure it was from an enemy he couldn't possibly fight. Lingering here would be suicide.
Soon, Fang Yue passed through the jungle and entered the mountains.
Then, he followed the direction he had set and broke into a sprint.
