From inside the metal machine's base came the roar of rapidly spinning gears and clattering connecting rods. The entire machine began to shake violently, like an engine overloaded beyond capacity.
Immediately afterward, yellow arcs of electricity shot from both ends of the brass crescent, crackling as they connected to the brass sphere.
The brass sphere began to crackle. Dense metal cubes scattered apart and spun rapidly like a Rubik's Cube.
Then they froze. One metal cube shifted into the center of the brass sphere, bearing a crooked ancient inscription.
It was the very character Zhao Chenghuang had written beside the pool earlier—dog!
A dense, twisting arc of electricity shot from the brass sphere and struck the flying Little Red Riding Hood.
Little Red Riding Hood immediately fell, crackling arcs of electricity flickering across its cap.
Yi Chuanmei tried to control Little Red Riding Hood, but her ability to manipulate objects had stopped working.
"Unable to manipulate objects." Yi Chuanmei dropped to her knees and hands, raising her butt high as anticipation hid in her voice. "Yi Chuanmei has failed in her duties. Please whip me hard, Master. Do not hold back!"
At the sight, Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang's expressions instantly turned strange.
Sun Miaomiao in particular looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with a complicated expression.
So he was that kind of person.
What nonsense are you spouting in public? I never should have let you out. Zhang Yuanqing's cheek twitched. "I'll deal with you later."
He opened his mouth and swallowed Yi Chuanmei back into his stomach.
"What's wrong with you two?" Guan Ya was good at reading people, and she had picked up on something from the expressions of the two Star Officials from the Taiyi Sect.
—Though she could sense spirit bodies, she could neither see them nor