At that moment, Dragon Ghost suddenly said, "Sir, there seems to be fighting up ahead."
Xiao Tianyang narrowed his eyes and compressed his Mental Power into a single direction, probing forward.
Very soon, a battle scene entered his view.
The battle was taking place in a spacious clearing within the forest, with a large, crystal-clear lake at its center.
The combatants were clearly divided into two groups, both composed of Soul Beasts.
The group on the left had five members. Their presence was arrogant, their Battle Intent blazing, and their Blood Qi boiled fiercely.
Without needing to think too deeply, Xiao Tianyang could tell that they were the type of Soul Beasts that were exceptionally warlike and impossible to tame.
Of course, that was nothing unusual. After all, most Soul Beasts were like that.
Even Big White had been much the same before meeting Xiao Tianyang.
There was no saying whether it was good or bad. It was simply that humans and Soul Beasts lived differently.
The former lived for life, while the latter lived for survival.
Perhaps it was shaped by their environment, or perhaps it was influenced by strength. In any case, Xiao Tianyang would not deny either side.
As for the group on the right, there were only two Soul Beasts.
Their auras were somewhat volatile, and their eyes carried traces of resentment and anger.
Clearly, the ones who had provoked this fight were the group on the left.
Not because of their attitude or expressions, but because of their numbers.
Both sides were Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, and their cultivation levels were not far apart. Who would bring one helper to fight five enemies of the same level?
Wouldn't that be insane?
Xiao Tianyang felt that unless Big White had been pushed to the brink, even that