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In the woods, the old man led his own and rigorously searched for traces of Ye Wei, Eleven, and Mo Jue. Twenty-over well-trained wolfhounds jumped and barked, their keen sense of smell coming into play, whilst they slowly searched for where Ye Wei and company hid.

Their sense of smell was much keener than that of regular wolfhounds. On top of that, their exceptional ferociousness and well-trained nature made them excellent help for searching people.

The forest was dead-silent, and the moon, as though it predicted a terrible fight to come, hid behind the clouds. The night sky was exceptionally dark, especially in the woods where the dense tree cover blocked out all light. As the woods were not near a minefield, there were very few people on-site and it was hence extremely quiet to the point the consuming darkness seemingly enveloped the woods.