Bang!
When the door to Corpse Burning Room No. 7 was kicked open with tremendous force,
the four beasts all turned toward the door in unison, their eyes crazed and filled with gnashing hatred.
Like butchers carving flesh with dull knives, their eyeballs bulged out, and thick veins stood out across their cheeks.
Qin He raised his foot. The moment he saw that sight, murderous intent surged within him.
After all his calculations, he had never expected the ones creating demons to be these four bastards right by his side.
They really would not rest until they had tortured him to death.
Rebellion!
Every last one of them had fucking rebelled!!
At that moment, Qin He was barefoot, his shoes having vanished without a trace. He had rushed home in such a hurry that he had not even had time to put them on before arriving at Domain Gate Palace.
Sunlight streamed into the Corpse Burning Room from outside. Passing through Qin He's sole, it cast the shadows of four toes, which happened to shroud the four beasts.
Old Ape looked at Qin He's smooth, bare foot, its obviously missing big toe, then turned to look at the tiny blackened thing floating atop the Fire Dragon Pillar inside the furnace.
With a clang, the pot lid used for fanning fell to the floor.
It landed squarely on Ma Fei's foot.
"Ow~~" Ma Fei hopped up, clutching his foot. With a flap of his wings, he sent the palm-leaf fans from Lamborghini and Wang Tie Zhu's hands flying.
To stoke the blaze, the four beasts had each displayed their own special abilities. Lamborghini and Wang Tie Zhu used palm-leaf fans, while Ma Fei beat his wings.
Old Ape had nothing to fan with, so he swung the pot lid instead.
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