Another line had been cast? Wang Xuan's heart, which had just relaxed, instantly tightened again. This kind of fishing looked peaceful, but every cast concerned his life.
If they really hooked an otherworldly being, that being would surely want to crush him in one grip. How could the regional overlords of the Supernatural Central Great Universe allow themselves to be fished like fish?
In a sense, Wang Xuan appeared not to have touched the fishing rod, but he himself was actually like bait hanging from the hook.
Thus, he focused with all his attention. His body was somewhat stiff as he stared intently in the direction where the line and hook had vanished.
"Going to seize another opportunity for you. Looking forward to it?" the Mysterious Mobile Phone spoke.
"Looking forward to my ass. This is practically a life-stealing rod. Who knows what will happen next?" Wang Xuan said.
The atmosphere had originally been somewhat stifling, but after their exchange, it eased a little.
"There must be light in one's heart, and one must be full of hope," the Mysterious Mobile Phone said.
"I'll borrow your auspicious words. Hopefully, nothing happens." Wang Xuan nodded, feeling that it was rather good at relieving pressure. It did not seem quite so unpleasant to look at anymore.
However, when he turned his head, he saw the Mysterious Mobile Phone silently adjusting its angle, preparing once again to photograph his posthumous portrait. He immediately wanted to stab it to death with one thrust!
He seriously suspected that this thing had appeared solely to wait for the final moment and record a "beautiful life." Or perhaps it could be called recording a life of death.
Just as he was about to lose his temper and stab it with the Dao Control Banner, ripples rose on