Dark night, silent mountain top.
The ruined wall, piled up with giant stones, looked from afar like a massive black dragon sprawling across the mountaintop's open space in the dead of night.
Zuo Feng cautiously hid his body behind a tree, his telekinesis spread out to carefully investigate every inch of the wall. At this time, his eyes were of little use, so he simply closed them tightly to better focus his attention on sensing every movement on the wall.
After a quarter of an hour passed, Zuo Feng felt slightly fatigued. This constant meticulous probing was still somewhat taxing for him. But he could already be sure that no life signs existed on the wall.
After a slight hesitation, Zuo Feng made his decision, quickly darting out from behind the tree and speeding along the ground. His hiding spot was on the edge of a forest at the mountaintop; moving forward several dozen feet would put him in open terrain, where it would be hard to find cover to conceal himself.
