Eerie Dead Zone

"Little Cat, remember—slow down a little. Conceal the aura around you with all your strength. You must not let your guard down!"

Before Myriad Spirits Lake, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao, only the size of a palm and covered in snow-white fur faintly streaked with black, floated before the group. Hearing Ye Zhen's instructions, it nodded obediently. Its adorable appearance was enough to melt everyone's hearts.

Hu Qingtong and Feng Qingyue stared fixedly at the Cloud Winged Tiger King, unwilling to look away. They dearly wished they could hold it in their arms and pet it.

By this point, there was no longer any need for Ye Zhen to hide the fact that the Cloud Winged Tiger King could shrink to the size of a palm.

"Go!"

With Ye Zhen's low shout, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao lightly flapped its now tiny fleshy wings. A great mass of cloud vapor gathered, wrapping around its entire body.

In an instant, the Cloud Winged Tiger King vanished. All that remained before the group was a wisp of ethereal cloud vapor, which then skimmed close to the white mist hanging * meters above their heads and flew toward Myriad Spirits Lake.

At that instant, Ye Zhen's heart leaped into his throat.

Even though Yang Yiguan had tested it several times, dead things and living things were not the same. Many Monster Beasts could not be bothered with dead objects; when facing certain Monster Beasts, one could even escape simply by playing dead.

Spirit energy billowed around Ye Zhen as he drove his soul power to its limit, ready at any moment to rescue the Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao.

Ye Zhen was not the only one tense. The others wore rather nervous expressions as well, especially Yang Yiguan,