Mo Chen had already begun plotting how to swiftly take down the lead flame horse...
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, studied it carefully for a moment, then cautiously extended his Divine Sense toward it.
The lead flame horse's aura was considerably stronger than that of the ordinary flame horses, but judging by what he could sense, it was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining.
The other forty flame horses besieging Gu Dongfeng were mostly at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining. Their intelligence had yet to awaken, and they were driven entirely by animal instinct.
Mo Chen withdrew his Divine Sense and pondered silently.
These flame horses were apparently being directed and coordinated by a single leader. That meant he only needed to capture their leader first; the rest would be a heap of loose sand, nothing to fear.
Moreover, Mo Chen had already discovered that Demon Beasts had a shorter Divine Sense range than humans of the same cultivation level.
Neither Dan Die from the grave-raising incident outside Changshu City nor this flame horse had noticed his Divine Sense sweeping over them.
Conversely, the Demon Race possessed exceptionally powerful physiques and innate abilities. Whenever they reached certain cultivation thresholds, they would automatically comprehend various divine abilities and spells.
Snakes, for example, excelled at lying hidden and would comprehend impressive invisibility spells, while peacocks possessed exceptionally formidable wind-controlling spells. Recalling the mountainside of dead leaves Dan Die had commanded like flying daggers, Mo Chen could not help feeling a little afraid.
Presumably, this was some compensation the Heavenly Dao had granted the Demon Race.
Mo Chen took a deep breath, activated the Form-Concealing Art and Breath-Concealing Art simultaneously, and slowly approached the lead Demon Beast.
Dharma Power was already circulating silently through his meridians, awaiting the