Jiang Xiaopi carried the burning Soul Devouring Sea, which provided its own light, while Two Tails possessed incredibly powerful perception. Even in the darkness, she could see her surroundings clearly.
The two swam out of the Hall of Gods and headed east, where they also saw the imposing gladiatorial arena.
Compared to the Hall of Gods, the arena shook Two Tails' heart even more.
She could hardly imagine what kind of ancient divine beasts had engaged in such exhilarating battles here several decades ago.
Within that enormous venue, surrounded by the tall tiers of stands, she could almost imagine the shoulder-to-shoulder crowds and the deafening uproar of their voices.
At this thought, Two Tails turned to look at Jiang Xiaopi.
If he had been born decades ago and fought across Other Earth alongside Hopkins, he probably would have loved this arena.
Some people were soldiers first and Star Warriors second, like Two Tails.
Others were born to be the center of attention, destined to shine in arenas that held tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of people.
Clearly, in Two Tails' heart, Jiang Xiaopi was one of those people.
If she had not forcibly taken him in and dragged him into Tail Feather, and if the phenomenon of Earth merging with Other Earth had not occurred, perhaps he should never have donned a military uniform and lived out his life under an assumed name.
"Glug glug?" Jiang Xiaopi blew bubbles all over Two Tails' face. He had no idea why she was looking at him like that.
Two Tails turned her head toward the Sea Soul Lamps drifting above the arena. They resembled Kongming lanterns rising into the night sky on land.
She said, "Take all of those too."
"Glug." Jiang Xiaopi did not mind adding more Sea