Why Does That Feeling Still Linger?

: "Second Soul Ring Skill, Swarm Eagle Tracking!"

His strange martial soul rapidly twisted and writhed once again.

It split off one palm-sized Hunting Falcon after another. In just a few moments, nearly a hundred Hunting Falcons were densely spread all around Old Wang.

"Go!"

Finally, after the last Hunting Falcon separated, making exactly one hundred of them, Fifth waved his hand.

The hundred Hunting Falcons immediately rose into the air. The Hunting Falcons, which had originally been only the size of a palm, rapidly grew larger after leaving Fifth.

They turned into giant eagles, each with a wingspan of three or four meters.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The hundred Hunting Falcons did not gather together. Instead, under Fifth's control, they scattered, with a full hundred meters between each one.

In an instant, the hundred Hunting Falcons brought the sky ten thousand meters ahead into their search range.

"Tsk, tsk. Even though I've seen it plenty of times already, every time I see this, I still can't help being shocked."

After saying that, Third no longer seemed to mind Fifth's showboating and patted him on the shoulder.

The second and fourth, who also disliked the fifth's showboating, could not help showing satisfied looks as well.

The fourth looked at the Hunting Falcons in the sky and said with some relief, "Good thing the fifth is one of us. If he belonged to an enemy force, I wouldn't even dare imagine what it'd be like to have him tracking us."

Thinking of Fifth's bizarre and endless tracking methods, Second could not help shivering.

There really was no guarding against it!

Seeing everyone's shock, Fifth could not help looking smug. He lifted his head and tossed his long hair.

The sight was so beautiful it was truly unbearable to look at.

The second,