To ordinary people, Phoenix was a large bird, but to Jin Buhuan, it was no more than a sparrow. Its size posed no obvious threat to him. His attention remained on Mo Lin as he asked with faint mockery:
"Have humans and soul beasts on the continent reconciled?"
"How could grudges measured in 'ten-thousand-year' units be so easily erased? For now, we are merely an exception," Mo Lin said with a smile and a shake of his head, ignoring Jin Buhuan's tone and his earlier surprise attack. His voice remained calm. "Since I've answered your question, Senior, I'd ask that you not be so hostile toward me. We are not enemies."
Jin Buhuan narrowed his W-shaped eyes and observed Mo Lin and the others for a while. He had not noticed it before, but now that Phoenix had revealed its true size, the majesty of its divine beast nature gradually emerged. Its cultivation was still insufficient, however, and it could not intimidate a ferocious beast over five hundred thousand years old.
Still, a divine beast bloodline was bound to possess certain special qualities. Jin Buhuan noticed this "little bird's" unusual nature and asked:
"Did you rely on this little thing to evade my attack just now?"
Mo Lin's mind raced before he replied:
"That's right. Without Phoenix's help, I wouldn't dare speak so casually with you, Senior."
Phoenix was stunned for a moment upon hearing Mo Lin's answer, then understood his intention. He was showing weakness to the enemy. Jin Buhuan had attacked because Mo Lin's potential was too great, intending to eliminate him before he could grow into a great enemy of soul beasts in the future. If the spatial transfer ability were attributed to Mo Lin now, this giant octopus would certainly not let him go. Yet Phoenix