The Snow wolves seemed not to understand Sky Scar's words. Suddenly, the surrounding air dropped considerably, a faint white light radiating from the bodies of the two Snow wolves. It felt as if the air was going to solidify. Sky Scar could not help but shudder. He knew a fight was inevitable. It seemed better not to touch down lightly on the ground from now on. After all, most sacred beasts were not friendly. As he thought this, a cold light radiated from Sky Scar's eyes. He slyly used the Shadow Splitting ability from his Dark Mask, splitting his body into seven or eight phantoms. They flickered in the same spot, concealing his precise location from his opponents. He did not intend to fight against the Sacred Beast; he only wished to use his space-based ability to leave this place as quickly as possible. There were still many dangers waiting for him, so every bit of power saved was good.