C1102 Stealthed Person

As Ye Tian cautiously made his way forward, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he froze in place.

With the Source Eye closed, a tall, lush tree in the distance appeared to hold nothing but leaves and branches. But upon opening the Source Eye, Ye Tian spotted a middle-aged cultivator clad in a white robe, sitting in meditation on a stout branch, eyes closed.

Clearly