"Woo woo woo woo~ Ge~~ Bi~ Wubaga woo!"
Old Ape, being the closest, reacted quickly enough. He clamped a hand over Ma Fei's beak and dragged him backward.
"Damn it, when I get back, I'm applying to have this damned bird stewed!" Wang Tie Zhu was so startled he hugged his own head.
"Holy shit~" Wei Wu's face twitched as well. All this damned bird's skills had grown into its beak; Hui Miqiu was practically crying, yet it had not noticed a thing.
Old Wolf Ancestor had only emerged after being pushed into such a state, so it was clearly out of necessity. No matter how domineering or flamboyant it appeared, that was only on the surface.
Deep down, there might still be room for negotiation.
It depended on how they negotiated.
It was not as if they had never used a delaying tactic before.
But Ma Fei's curse was like water already spilled—there was no taking it back.
"Awooo~~"
Sure enough, Old Wolf Ancestor threw back its head and howled. "You thieves dare! Die!"
As its words fell, the Skull Banner clutched tightly in its hand rapidly swelled in the wind. Within only a few breaths, the originally tiny Skull Banner had transformed into an incomparably gigantic flag.
The banner flew high in the air like a great black standard, chilling and bizarre.
Once the banner fully unfurled, it was immediately shrouded by boundless black clouds. The clouds churned and roiled, as though they were dark power surging forth from the Abyss.
For a time, lost souls shrieked sharply and evil ghosts roared without end, their cries echoing through the skies.
Even more hair-raising, countless netherworld fiends circled and danced around the banner like phantoms, filling the entire sky with a grim and terrifying aura. It was as though