Lu Yin was even more startled. He had no idea how powerful Thousand Machine Strange Performance was, but even he—someone who could absorb the Dead Silence Power within creatures from other Death Universes—couldn't match its control over that power.
He was certain that if he fought Thousand Machine Strange Performance, the Dead Silence Power wouldn't help him. It would become his biggest weakness.
It was like having his Dao Sword buried inside an enemy.
The Dead Silence Power was like a Dao Sword Thousand Machine Strange Performance had buried inside him.
Black Immortal Prison Bone slowly beat its bony wings. "I overstepped, but that human skeleton is filled with murderous intent toward me. I cannot tolerate such an insult to my dignity."
Thousand Machine Strange Performance raised a paw and snapped its fingers.
Lu Yin's voice grew louder as he translated, "If you're with me, you have to put up with it."
Black Immortal Prison Bone glared at Lu Yin in a fury. "You dare to mistranslate?"
The corners of Thousand Machine Strange Performance's mouth curled up. It pressed its paws together, making a soft sound.
Lu Yin didn't need to translate. Black Immortal Prison Bone stared at Thousand Machine Strange Performance in a daze. That had been exactly what it meant.
Lu Yin hadn't expected Thousand Machine Strange Performance to be so unyielding.
Both belonged to the Death Universe's Abyss, and Thousand Machine Strange Performance had lived for ages, excelled at creating combat techniques, and possessed unfathomable strength. Still, Lu Yin hadn't expected it to be so domineering even in the face of an old monster like Black Immortal Prison Bone, who was clearly in tune with the Threefold Universe Laws.
Black Immortal Prison Bone was an Absolute Expert. If it returned to the Immortal Feather, its status would