In the dense forest, the Shrek group moved swiftly through the trees.
Huo Yuhao walked in the very center of the group, his eyes slightly closed. Though he appeared to be only Level 17, his spiritual power spread like a massive net, covering a radius of five hundred meters.
"Stop."
Huo Yuhao suddenly raised a hand, his voice low. "At three o'clock, five meters up, a high-speed soul beast is approaching. It's extremely fast. Probably a flying type, or... a snake."
Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up. "Good kid, your senses are sharper than a dog's nose. What age is it?"
Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes as the system panel frantically refreshed its data. "Six meters long, a fleshy crest on its head, fan-shaped tail... It's a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent! Between 1,300 and 1,500 years old!"
"Oscar! Your meal is here!"
Zhao Wuji roared excitedly. "Everyone, get ready! Take it alive!"
"Zhu Lu! Cut off its escape route!"
"Tang San! Control it!"
Under Huo Yuhao's [Tactical Mark] command, Shrek's coordination flowed as smoothly as water.
Zhu Lu transformed into a black shadow and instantly appeared in the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's path, forcing it back with a Netherworld Hundred Claws.
Right after that, Tang San's massive Blue Silver Grass net descended from above, tightly binding the slippery serpent.
"Done!" Oscar rubbed his hands excitedly and pulled out a dagger, ready to step forward and finish it off.
Just as the dagger was about to pierce the fleshy crest on the snake's head.
"Stop!"
A hoarse yet domineering shout, carrying powerful soul power, came from deep within the forest.
Then, two figures stepped out from behind the trees.
The leader was an elderly woman holding a dragon-headed cane. Her silver hair was coiled atop her head, and her eyes were cold and sinister.