A Peak Seven Pulse Forging Realm Expert's Killing Move

Roar!

Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao's low warning growl jolted Ye Zhen awake from his soul cultivation technique. It had taken nearly an hour to clear away ninety percent of the backlash from using the Soul Searching Technique.

"Someone's coming?"

With a flick of Ye Zhen's Spiritual Sense, he immediately saw through Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao's eyes in the clouds overhead that a streak of light was rapidly approaching.

"Little Cat, come back!"

Judging by the streak's speed, the newcomer's cultivation was not particularly high, perhaps even lower than Ye Zhen's. They might simply be passing by.

Still, Ye Zhen cautiously called Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao down and tucked it back into his chest.

Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao, only at the peak of Earth-tier High Grade, was extremely vulnerable against Pulse Forging Realm martial artists. Thus, whenever battle arose, Ye Zhen would put Little Cat back in his chest to prevent any mishap.

"Meow!"

As Little Cat shrank and slipped into Ye Zhen's chest, it let out a soft, aggrieved meow. Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao had long since gained intelligence and naturally understood why Ye Zhen did this. But it truly yearned for battle!

Ye Zhen said nothing, merely gently patting Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao's head. It obediently burrowed into his chest.

Ye Zhen turned his eyes slightly, watching the streak of light in the sky from the corner of his eye. He did not wish to stir up trouble.

He should just be passing through...

The instant that thought rose, Ye Zhen's pupils abruptly contracted. As the streak drew closer, he had clearly seen the martial artist's face.

The face was somewhat unfamiliar, yet it was branded into Ye Zhen's mind as though by fire.

"Is this Zhu