The hoarse voice of Snake Ancestor Dry Bone shattered the brief silence. Its golden slit pupils stared with interest at Wei Dayong, who was struggling and roaring inside the cage. "Release him. Let's see how effective it is."
Mr. Yin's hunched figure paused slightly. He lowered his head and said respectfully, "Old Ancestor Dry Bone, you see clearly. This test subject's fusion is unstable, and its ferocity is difficult to tame. Once the restraints are released, I fear it will be hard to control. If it injures innocent people or damages this rare 'material,' wouldn't that be..."
"Hm?"
Before Mr. Yin could finish, Ox Ancestor Mountain Suppression let out a deep roar like rumbling thunder. Its dark-gold eyes glanced toward Mr. Yin. Merely being swept by that gaze made him feel his entire body sink, as though an invisible mountain were pressing down on him. "Are you saying that with the four of us old fellows here, something could still go wrong?"
It paused, and its voice suddenly turned cold. The pressure in the air grew another threefold. "Or are you saying... you think we can't suppress this puny test subject of yours?"
"I wouldn't dare! That was absolutely not my intention!" Fine beads of cold sweat broke out across Mr. Yin's forehead. He hurriedly bowed, lowering his head even further. He did not dare make decisions on his own, so he turned slightly and glanced from the corner of his eye at Li Chongshan behind him.
Li Chongshan's face remained pale and calm. Meeting Mr. Yin's inquiring gaze, he gave an almost imperceptible nod.
Having received permission, Mr. Yin took a deep breath, as though calming his emotions. He turned back toward the cage and began chanting an obscure, strange incantation in a twisted tone. The language sounded nothing