The night sky was sparsely dotted with stars, shrouded in white mist.
Suddenly, a piercing shriek came from not far within the forest.
Within the forest, the vigilant Zhang Lao Li noticed his sculpted feathered Skyblade Mantis rise to its feet, wings lifting behind it—an aggressive stance.
It was ready to attack, had someone approached? It wasn't even half an hour since the exam started, right?
Half the distance covered in just half an hour?
"Over there, quick, chase," came the platoon leader's voice from behind.
This forest was vast; they were only responsible for one section of it.
The Skyblade Mantis had already rushed toward the source of the sound.
Ten minutes later, a group of people arrived at the destination.
But there was no one to be found.
Only a tree branch in front had signs of being broken from impact.
"Where are they?" Zhang Lao Li looked around.
"They've already left," the platoon leader's face darkened with embarrassment—it was truly humiliating!