Whoosh!
An arrow sliced through the air, accurately striking the base of a fox soul beast's right hind leg. The fox soul beast let out a cry of pain before losing consciousness.
The three jumped down from the trees and walked over to the unconscious soul beast. It was difficult to judge the age of fox-type soul beasts solely by their size, so Mo Lin felt over the beast's entire body and studied its age and species.
Hu Liena also stepped forward to take a look.
"This soul beast should be over ten thousand years old, and it suits me quite well. We're both foxes."
Mo Lin sighed and shook his head.
"This fire fox has only just passed ten thousand years. Its cultivation is even lower than your fifth soul ring, Senior Sister. Forget it."
Mo Lin then pulled out the arrow Mo Jia had fired. The arrow turned into an energy form and returned to Mo Jia's body. To maintain the ecological balance of the soul beast forest, he also treated the fire fox's injuries. It was not easy for a soul beast to cultivate for ten thousand years.
Mo Lin stood up and turned to the other two.
"Alright, we—"
Before he could finish, Mo Jia suddenly covered both Mo Lin and Hu Liena's mouths, dragged them into the shadows, and quickly forced them lower. He transmitted his voice to them.
"Someone's coming. Conceal your auras."
Sure enough, only a few seconds later, a group of people approached. Mo Jia sensed the approximate strength of the seven people and transmitted his voice to Mo Lin.
"Seven in total. One Soul Sage, five Soul Kings, and one Soul Ancestor."
The symbols on their clothing caught Mo Lin's attention. They were members of the Breaking Clan, and one of