By then, Yu Sheng could no longer hear anything coming from the high platform. Surrounded by foxfire and protected by spiritual energy, he crossed the scorching battlefield and the enormous temple ruins. For a moment, he felt as though the passage of time itself had slowed.
The howling outside his spiritual-energy barrier sounded distant and indistinct. The rapid acceleration of the Fox Carrot Missile stretched and warped the edges of his vision. Looking down at the ground from above, he saw only viscous shadows rising slowly along the temple's edge like waves in slow motion. Countless bizarre shadows charged frenziedly toward the invaders on the high platform. Pale-blue flames formed walls along the edge of the Tide of Shadows, while crisscrossing beams and rain of fire poured down from the platform, filling the air with smoke and sending the battle flames soaring.
Even though he knew full well that those shadows had no self-awareness and were merely "ancient aberrations" operating entirely on instinct, Yu Sheng still couldn't help feeling moved at that moment.
He drew a quiet breath and lowered himself onto the Fox Tail. From the corner of his eye, he saw a massive "celestial bird" approaching from the side, its gorgeous tail feathers fanned out and multicolored spiritual light swirling around it. Yu Sheng glanced at it, wondering whether it was White Cut or Salt Baked—then noticed that it was also looking at him from time to time with its beady black eyes.
Yu Sheng thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Can you talk?"
Wingman Chickens shook its head. "No."
Yu Sheng: "...?"
What the hell? Had Huli really managed to give these two things intelligence?!
Yu Sheng was stunned on the spot, but before he could say anything else, a sharp warning suddenly rose in his