The One Manifesting Before All This Time Is... a Whale Demon Who Can Play Ball!
Miss Disaster Giant Turtle: "I~ curse... The dew has gone, and the green pines gleam like they've been bathed in rich cream!"
She hadn't even recovered from her despair when the big shots present began discussing bombing Tyrant Song all over again?
How outrageous!
The Disaster Giant Turtles were like pitiful cleaners, silently sweeping the floor while several rotten-to-the-core troublemakers kept creating trash up ahead—and even throwing it right in front of them.
If she weren't too weak to beat these big shots, would she have flipped out on them right away or not?
As she thought about it, Miss Disaster Giant Turtle shrank into a miserable ball, tucking her delicate body into her shell.
She felt that she must have caught the cowardice virus from Tyrant Song. She hadn't been this timid in the past! She must have been infected with Tyrant Song's cowardice virus after eating him before.
Meanwhile.
Pavilion Master Chu's dull tuft of hair swayed gently as she glanced at the Three-Eyed Ruler.
As expected of the Netherworld Ruler. Ordinary people were merely rotten to the core, but the Netherworld Ruler was so rotten that he sprayed oil wells.
If they wanted to test whether the Confucian Sage's Eyes could revive after being consumed, they only needed to damage one of the Sage's Eyes to a certain degree and see whether the Fat Whale Golden Core could enter it and restore it. Why did they need to have Song Shuhang die once?
Only the Netherworld Ruler could come up with such a suggestion.
"There's no need to test it. The Golden Core formed from Teacher's eyes has already become completely bound to Tyrant Song's Natal Fat Whale Golden Core. I can