One chased, one fled—this was clearly a battle that had spilled into his territory.
Zhao Xing was just about to intervene, his hand halfway raised, but then he paused.
"Hmm? Aren't those the old witch's Fourth Grade Beast Tamers, Wang Zhaozhao and Lin Ziyue?"
"Are they being hunted?"
"Beast Soul Tamers? And their pursuer is ranked three hundred and ninety-fourth, 'Fei She'?"
Zhao Xing's gaze fell upon the black streak of light.
On the surface, it seemed like the person was alone, no war beasts in sight. In reality, war beasts surrounded him, but they were all spirit forms!
Zhao Xing wasn't the only one who found this unusual; Fei She was a rare Beast Soul Tamer, a unique amalgamation of a Beast Tamer and a Priest.
"A person's Life Soul True Spirit is relatively pure, but a beast's Life Soul True Spirit is chaotic. To command the spirits of war beasts, this person's strength is extraordinary," Zhao Xing thought.
