This was exactly the Soul Skill Xiao Qing needed: disrupting the five senses, creating illusions, and making it impossible for enemies to judge the true direction and distance of an attack. This ability was incredibly useful in actual combat.
And he had another, deeper consideration.
There were too few Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts on the mainland, and their numbers were limited. The only Ferocious Beasts were in the Far North.
The Ferocious Beasts in the ocean were mostly connected to Sea God Island. If he could build a good relationship with the Demon Soul Great White Sharks, perhaps he could learn where every Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in the entire ocean could be found.
But to reach Sea God Island, he had to get the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to set foot on the island.
This ten-thousand-year-old Phantom Cat before him was the crucial first step toward achieving that goal. He needed to conceal the age of his Soul Rings.
The Phantom Cat before him had cultivated for around twelve thousand years, and its spiritual power far exceeded what he could currently withstand.
If he had to face this Phantom Cat's mental attacks alone, he probably wouldn't last three exchanges before being dragged into an illusion and left at the cat's mercy.
But he wasn't fighting alone.
Xiao Qing flipped onto A'Man's broad, sturdy shoulder and settled himself, gripping the mane at the back of A'Man's neck with both hands.
At the same time, Xiao Feng and Thunder Feather had already taken their positions.
Xiao Feng quietly slipped to the left side of the battlefield. Under the influence of his Wind Controller talent, he could sense every tiny change in the surrounding air currents.
Thunder Feather circled high above. Because the Phantom Cat distorted its surroundings,