The farther away the target of his divination, the blurrier the results.
Since the poachers were operating within the Crown Territory, four silhouettes appeared directly in Feng Shan's mind after he performed the divination.
Although he couldn't make out their faces, their silhouettes were enough for him to confirm the number of poachers and their approximate location.
Six snowmobiles sped across the snow, kicking up plumes of snowflakes.
As the snowmobiles sped along, the snow danced wildly, churned up by the tracks and blasted by the airflow.
Flakes of pure white snow seemed to come alive, leaping and tumbling in midair. Some were tossed high into the sky, where they glittered under the headlights.
「Meanwhile.」
Four poachers were sitting by a campfire, eating roasted reindeer meat, drinking steaming coffee, and telling dirty jokes. The flickering flames illuminated their smug faces.
