Baxia had not been boasting. In just over five minutes, he led Mo Lin, Qian Renxue, and Qilin to the Evil Spirit Orca pod.
At that moment, the Evil Spirit Orcas were hunting the surrounding marine creatures. Squid, octopuses, fish, and other sea Soul Beasts were all targets of their hunt. Yet remarkably, their actions were highly organized. Even while hunting sea Soul Beasts clearly smaller than themselves, there was no large-scale scrambling for food. Everything was surprisingly orderly.
Mo Lin knew a little about orcas from his previous life. In his recollection, orcas were animals with fixed dietary habits depending on their waters. Put simply, orcas across the world might eat many types of marine animals, but the orcas in any given region—and even individual orcas—would often spend their entire lives feeding primarily on just one kind of marine creature. As for claims that great white sharks were their main prey, those were nothing but rumors.
The Evil Spirit Orcas of this world differed so greatly from the orcas of his previous life, slaughtering every marine creature wherever they went. It was indeed highly possible that they had been influenced by some negative force. Moreover, truly bloodthirsty creatures rarely lived in groups, because they often could not resist their instinct to kill their own kind. They simply could not form overly large groups, much less develop social structures capable of even choosing a leader. This further corroborated what the Spirit Dolphins had told Mo Lin.
Quite a few of these Evil Spirit Orcas were at the ten-thousand-year level, which was hardly strange. After all, there were no sea Soul Beasts in these waters that could be considered their natural enemies. The only one capable of instantly killing them, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, was a homebody. So long