"It won't. Go ahead and step on me," Crocodile Immortal Lord replied generously. How could he possibly care about that now?
Nor would he entertain Yue Qianchou's crooked thoughts.
"Hehe!" Yue Qianchou laughed as he crouched down. Stroking the thick silver-white armor, his face was full of fascination. It truly was a rare sight! Only now did he realize how tiny he looked crouching atop it. He could not help clicking his tongue. "Old Demon, you're really huge. You'd scare people half to death if you got out."
"Yue Qianchou, could you stop dawdling? Handle the important matter first... Don't tell me you don't have the ability to pull it out!" Crocodile Immortal Lord shrieked.
"Watch me!" Yue Qianchou snorted. "Even if it weighs one million and eighty thousand jin, I'll still pull it out." It was not an empty boast. He had already planned that if he truly could not pull it free, he would immediately summon a team from Utopia. If everyone worked together, there was no reason they could not pull it out.
"Fine, fine, fine... Then stop dawdling. Pull it out already!" Crocodile Immortal Lord could wait no longer. Yue Qianchou clasped his hands behind his back and walked up to the giant sword pinning Crocodile Immortal Lord down, studying it from top to bottom. He could not help marveling at it. The dark-gold blade faintly flowed with golden treasure light, dyeing him gold as he approached. After soaking in water and being buried in silt for so many years, its blade was still polished enough to reflect a person clearly. Without even touching it, he could feel the vast aura within the sword rushing toward him. It truly was no ordinary object.
He circled the giant sword twice, only to discover a problem. The sword