As long as they made it to Imperial Guard Type Eight, everything would be fine.
But first, they had to get there.
This detestable Cannibal Cult had gathered a large number of temple attendants. The attendants expelled from Clear Spring City had gathered here, becoming obstacles in Chen Yu's path.
These people came in an endless stream, each protected by the Dietary Star Lord. As long as they put something in their stomachs, they could move and recover, making them extremely troublesome.
He had wanted to jump straight over them, but Dou Xingquan's damp, sinister voice softly rang out. "I am the butcher's block, and you are the fish."
In an instant, heaven and earth changed.
The soft sand instantly turned into hard wooden planks. Dou Xingquan's massive body floated into the air, her long, thin tongue drifting around like a kite string.
The moment Ji Nanyuan saw this, she went completely numb!
The sensation of encountering a natural predator arose within her, making her feel incomparably tiny while Dou Xingquan above her head became incomparably huge.
Their movements were entirely restrained by the chopping board beneath their feet. The two of them were lambs awaiting slaughter on Dou Xingquan's board, about to become mutton soup the next moment.
Pointing at the thing in the air with trembling fingers, Ji Nanyuan shrieked, "Chen Yu, are you sure that thing is something humans can deal with?"
Looking at the figure overhead, Chen Yu calmly said, "She's just a temple attendant. It doesn't matter."
"But we can't even get out now!"
"Why else do you think I brought you here? Get ready to make a sacrifice."
"Eh?"
Grabbing Dou Xingquan by the neck as if pinching a kitten, Chen Yu looked toward Imperial Guard Type Eight in the distance.
The moonlight around