Entrust
A gentle breeze swept through, causing leaves to flutter down. As the tender voice echoed in Mu Yang's mind, his expression subtly changed. He then scanned his surroundings.
"It's me talking to you."
"Roar!"
The Storm Spirit Lizard let out a low roar.
As the voice spoke again, Mu Yang's gaze turned somewhat uncertain, shifting towards the Storm Spirit Lizard, barely clinging to life.
"How is this possible?" he muttered in surprise. According to common sense, only spiritual beasts of the sixth rank and above could speak. The Storm Spirit Lizard before him was merely a fourth-grade beast.
Suddenly, Mu Yang's expression changed abruptly.
Could it be...
"Yes, young human, I am communicating with you through telepathy." The gentle voice resounded once more.
Mu Yang's body trembled, swallowing hard. Telepathic communication meant the spiritual beast completely trusted him. Even with Little Red and Little Black, he had only communicated five times! This was trust!