Ethan made a guess in his mind.
The silence here was not natural.
It was not peace—but suppression.
He had already activated the Heaven-piercing Mind Eyes several times along the way, sweeping the swamp from surface to depth, yet every result came back empty. No beasts. No hidden formations. No obvious killing formations.
But the more "clean" it appeared, the more dangerous it felt.
In the Training Trial Secret Realm, danger never announced itself.
"Huh…"
Ethan exhaled slowly and came to a halt atop a massive branch. His eyes narrowed, then slowly ignited with a deep, cold-blue glow.
The Heaven-piercing Mind Eyes opened fully.
His consciousness sea surged violently, roaring like an awakened tide. In an instant, the world before him changed. The muddy water of the swamp turned transparent in his vision, layers of silt peeling away like veils.
His sight pierced downward.
Ten feet.
Fifty feet.
A hundred feet.
Then—resistance.
Ethan's brow furrowed slightly.
