"Do you know about the White Moon Leopard?" Bai Xiaoluo asked curiously. She was not tall, only 1.6 meters. She looked relatively small, but her figure was very good. Her facial features were exquisite, but the distance between her brows was a little narrow. Coupled with a pair of cat eyes, she looked a little fierce.
"It's already an extinct ancient soul beast." Wang Che nodded, "It was extinct more than two thousand years ago. I didn't expect to see it as a martial soul."
"Yes, my family's ancestor contracted the last White Moon Leopard at the time two thousand years ago," Bai Xiaoluo said regretfully. "Later on, this White Moon Leopard was about to die. However, because it could not bear to part with the Contract Soul Master of the Bai family at the time, it fused its soul power with the wife of the Bai family's Contract Soul Master, causing a mutated new martial soul to appear in its descendant, the Silver Light White Moon Leopard."
