Phantom wraiths were born in desolate wildernesses. Their true forms were wisps of smoke, intangible and elusive.
To grow stronger, phantom wraiths desperately sought flesh-and-blood bodies to possess. Only with physical bodies could they feast with wild abandon.
Generally speaking, the targets chosen by phantom wraiths were living people.
The woman Fang Guiqi whom Zhou You had encountered was a typical example, and this was also the usual choice of phantom wraiths.
Yet there were exceptions.
Under special circumstances, when a phantom wraith possessed a wild beast, it became... a Beast Phantom.
Though Beast Phantoms were not especially intelligent, their bodies were stronger, and their combat power surpassed that of ordinary humanoid phantom wraiths.
Because of their unusual appearances, they could not sneak into cities like other phantom wraiths. They could only roam the wilds in search of prey.
An ordinary person who ran into a Beast Phantom would undoubtedly die, devoured until not even their bones remained.
Even Blood Qi Martial Artists found Beast Phantoms troublesome when encountering them in the wilderness.
A large portion of the travelers and caravans that vanished without a trace along the road had been attacked and killed by Beast Phantoms.
"You said this child killed a Beast Phantom?"
As Wang Jianxiong spoke, he reached out and gripped Mao Lang's shoulder.
His movements were not fast, and everyone saw them clearly. At the sight, Mao Lang's body hair stood on end. Baring his teeth, he dodged backward.
Yet no matter how lightning-fast his retreat was, he could not escape. Wang Jianxiong caught him in a single grasp.
"Extraordinary bones. A natural martial arts talent."
Wang Jianxiong felt along his joints and could not help praising him. "Old Mao Liu, you have good fortune."
Whether one had a suitable foundation could be determined the moment