"The footprints vanish here," Wood said, retracting his gaze from the ground and scanning the surroundings with a furrowed brow.
The footprints had been quite clear all the way, allowing everyone to move very quickly. However, here they suddenly vanished. It was as if a dinosaur had been running wildly and then disappeared without a trace—a mysterious occurrence.
Li Xiaoyao, his hands clasped behind his back, stood to the side expressionless, his demeanor calm. With the power of perception through thought, Li Xiaoyao could clearly sense the positions of the Dragon Soul members in hiding, yet he chose not to alert anyone.
This was a battle on the battlefield where greater pressure could lead to more significant improvement.
If he were to warn them in advance, it would eliminate the natural pressure and tension, rendering the training ineffective.
