"It's here?"
Chu Dong froze, turning to look around. He had seen this thing once before and had been beaten like a dog. So, upon seeing it again, he still felt a sense of dread.
He knew he was safe and there was no danger, but hearing that it had arrived, the previous trauma was magnified.
With Xia Feng present, who was at the Great Perfection of the Saint Emperor realm, to worry about safety would be to disrespect Xia Feng.
That's why he never thought about safety, only felt panic.
Chu Dong scanned his surroundings but did not see the ghostly creature appear.
After waiting for several minutes, the ghostly creature finally appeared before Xia Feng and the others.
Just as Chu Dong had described, the creature was a mass of mist, as if enveloped by something, making its appearance completely indiscernible.
This was not the most important aspect. The creature emanated an aura of death, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Recognize this thing?"
Xia Feng asked the small piglet soaring beside him.
Chu Dong, acting like an obedient follower, stood to the side behind Xia Feng. He glanced at the ghostly creature before him, then at Xia Feng. The matter had nothing to do with him; he just needed to follow Xia Feng.
Having a strong backer felt incredibly satisfying.
Xia Feng was precisely that backer for him now.
It was like before, when he had fought the ghostly creature and Chu Dong was beaten like a dog.
Now that he had called Xia Feng to help him get revenge, it was like clinging to Xia Feng's coattails, allowing him to appear before the ghostly creature without restraint.
Chu Dong's mood was naturally exhilarated.
He would soon witness his great revenge firsthand. Although he couldn't deal with the ghostly creature himself, seeing it disappear would be equally gratifying.
Upon hearing Xia Feng, the small piglet carefully examined the ghostly creature and then said, "Master, I sense the aura of a dragon on it. Perhaps it's the spirit of a dragon."
As the small piglet finished speaking, it flew directly towards the ghostly creature, intending to get closer.
Seeing something flying towards it, the ghostly creature instinctively launched an attack.
This creature was indeed as Chu Dong had said, possessing the strength of the Great Perfection of the Saint Venerable realm, even infinitely close to the Saint Emperor.
A large part of why Chu Dong could escape its clutches was that the creature lacked intelligence and relied solely on brute force, which allowed Chu Dong to find an opening.
If he had faced someone at the Great Perfection of the Saint Venerable realm, Chu Dong's grave would have grass at least three meters high by now.
Seeing the small piglet flying towards it, the creature suddenly formed a mass of mist and enveloped the piglet. The small piglet lightly moved its finger, and the mist completely dissipated, revealing a phantom.
To be precise, it was a soul, a powerful dragon soul.
"Master, my senses were not wrong. This is indeed a dragon's soul. It was too tightly wrapped in that white mist before, making it difficult to sense," the small piglet said to Xia Feng, looking at the soul before them.
Xia Feng could sense it himself now that the white mist had dissipated.
He hadn't expected to encounter a dragon soul. However, this dragon soul was completely devoid of consciousness, only capable of attacking and nothing else.
"Mm, do you have a way to restore its consciousness?"
This dragon soul clearly seemed deranged, completely lacking its senses.
Xia Feng was curious about the dragon soul's origins. If it could regain its consciousness, it would be of great use.
If it couldn't, it would merely be a killing machine, just like before.
The small piglet smiled upon hearing Xia Feng and said, "Master, I might, but I can't guarantee it."
"Well then, hurry up," Xia Feng urged.
"Alright," the small piglet replied with an "mm." A beam of light shot from its finger and directly entered the dragon soul's forehead.
The small piglet chanted words and suddenly shouted:
"Soul come, spirit return!"