Guding crouched on a branch densely packed with leaves, suppressing his breath to the utmost, gazing through the gaps in the leaves at the wandering beast herd below.
"Strange, the exotic beasts have been so active these days, it seems like they're searching for something. Moreover, those plant spirits that feed on exotic beast flesh aren't attacking them anymore... Could something have changed?"
This was the fourth day of Guding's journey to the Demon Tree's location. From the second day on, he had noticed the abnormal activity of the exotic beasts. Along the way these few days, almost at regular intervals, there were exotic beasts patrolling.
"Could this be because of us trialists?" Guding had a vague feeling that this matter was related to them, the intruders.
His guess wasn't far off from the truth.
What Guding didn't know was that in these three short days,
