With Pu Du Ci Hang dead and gone, the thick clouds in the sky began to disperse.
Soon, the sky was clear and the sun shone brightly.
After promising to hold a dragon meat feast when he had time and send the ugly eagles and the others on their way, Hao Shuai returned to Zhi Qiu Yiye and the others, who were still stunned. He waved a hand and said, "You guys, snap out of it! Pu Du Ci Hang is dead."
"Dead?!" Fu Qingfeng and the others felt as though they'd survived a calamity. If not for the craters pitting the ground, they might have suspected that what they'd just witnessed was all an illusion.
"That's right. He's dead as dead can be. He'll soon become a platter of—" Hao Shuai said with a grin, but before he could finish, Zhi Qiu Yiye suddenly dropped to his knees in front of him with a thud. Clutching Hao Shuai's legs, he said, "Brother Hao—no, big brother! I've made up my mind. I'm following you from now on!"
Zhi Qiu Yiye's sudden move left Hao Shuai speechless. What the hell was with the kneeling? Anyone who didn't know better would think they were paying respects at a grave!
Fu Tianchou and Commander Zuo exchanged a strange look. Fortunately, the Fu sisters were gazing at Hao Shuai with stars in their eyes, full of admiration. They looked ready to follow Zhi Qiu Yiye's example and cling to Hao Shuai's legs.
What Hao Shuai didn't realize was that Fu Tianchou and Commander Zuo weren't looking down on Zhi Qiu Yiye. They were tempted to do the same.
After all, the Centipede Demon had been terrifying, and had even completed its Dragon Transformation, yet Hao Shuai had summoned countless divine beasts to slay it.