Liam tracked everything, his senses heightened to the utmost, studying pressure, emotion, and especially color.
Despite the Great Quiet Desert's fashion, the mid-stage branching expert Liam had faced earlier wore a proper robe. It wasn't as thick as Liam's, and it definitely didn't have multiple layers, but it lacked the looseness and see-through feature common among the Tribes.
Cultivators used colors to announce their belonging to a specific force all the time. Even the Tribes did that with their belts, so Liam paid special attention to any pale-grey robe chasing him.
After all, Liam had no delusions of grandeur. As resourceful as he was, he couldn't win that battle, no matter how perfect his strategy was.
Yet, improving the odds for what promised to be the final battle in the region once the foreign threat reached the Dark Heaven Tribe was possible. Liam just had to force one of the army's factions to retreat.
