"Uh... what's going on?"
Little Husky was awakened by a refreshing cold breeze and opened its eyes to look around, dazed. It saw a sky-blue spherical barrier enveloping the area in front of it. The gloomy wind howled through the barrier, which seemed unable to completely block the chilling wind.
"Drudgeon, what strange things have you taught Xiao Ji..."
Feng Yuan didn't need to ask to know that this eerie wind was created by none other than Xiao Ji. No other Spirit Beast could produce this kind of Wind of Death that carried the authority of Divine Beasts. Drudgeon glanced at Little Husky and said irritably,
"I didn't teach it this; it comprehended this on its own."
"Uh... yeah, that seems right..."
Quickly reviewing all the known Death-series ultimate techniques in his mind, Feng Yuan found none that matched the scene before him. Realizing it was something Xiao Ji had comprehended on its own, Little Husky said, somewhat astonished,
"Xiao Ji is actually that incredible?"
