At this moment, Chen Mochuan naturally had no idea what a tremendous stir he had caused outside.
All his attention was focused on the battlefield of the eighth level before him.
The white light faded, and his vision became clear again.
The corpses of the Stone-Bodied Lizard and Shadowmarked Jackal had vanished. Before him still lay a wasteland, but this time, the surroundings were more open than before—and more... silent.
There were no roars from Ferocious Beasts, no rustling of trees, nor any form of attack.
Only the wind howled across the wasteland, sweeping up sand and dust from the ground.
Chen Mochuan did not let down his guard.
He knew that, as the ultimate challenge of the Beast-Hunting Trial, the eighth level was nowhere near comparable to the seventh in difficulty.
Yet he stood where he was for four or five seconds without seeing any trace of a Ferocious Beast. This was something that had never happened on the previous levels.
"Could it be... the Ferocious Beast on this level is skilled at concealing itself?"
He frowned slightly, his senses enhanced by Innate Realm Mental Power operating at full capacity as he caught every faint movement around him.
Amid the sound of the wind, there seemed to be an exceedingly faint, rhythmic noise.
It sounded like... breathing... or perhaps a heartbeat?
Just then, Chen Mochuan suddenly felt the strongest warning of danger he had experienced so far rise within him.
His heart tightened. He adjusted his footing minutely, and his body swiftly turned to the left.
From behind a crumbling rock within his line of sight, an enormous figure slowly emerged.
Feeling the aura and pressure emanating from it, Chen Mochuan's gaze narrowed. "This is... a Tier Two Ferocious Beast?"
Two minutes later, Chen Mochuan was back in the