Rustle, rustle, rustle! The sound of countless footsteps echoed through the forests of the Monster Mountain Range, shattering the original silence.
Xiao Yuan walked slowly amid the large party of nearly a hundred people. The mercenaries around him vigilantly swept their gazes through the dark shadows among the trees, their hands tightly gripping the weapons at their waists, ready to deal with any sudden situation.
As veteran mercenaries who had spent years making a living in the Monster Mountain Range, although this was their first time working together, they maintained a basic level of coordination. With a mere exchange of glances, they could read signals of danger or safety in one another's eyes.
But Xiao Yuan was the exception.
His Soul Strength was powerful, and places his eyes could not see could still be detected through his spiritual perception.
However, constantly probing with his spiritual perception consumed too much energy, so Xiao Yuan limited his detection range to a radius of five meters around himself, checking it every so often.
That ensured his safety without excessively draining his Soul Strength.
Besides, he was in the middle of the group. If something happened, the unlucky fools on the outskirts would be the first to suffer.
What did the lives of the other mercenaries have to do with him? He did not even know them.
If it had not been inappropriate, Xiao Yuan would have liked to slip over to Xiao Yi Xian's side. First, given the choice between walking beside a beautiful girl and being crammed among a bunch of sweaty, stinking men, no one would choose the latter.
Second, Xiao Yi Xian's position was at the very core of the entire group, where the protection was the tightest. The people around her were not ordinary mercenaries thrown together into some