With the Eastern Emperor Bell, Qin Fen feared no Three-Headed Giant Bear—but there was one condition: the bell needed energy. Qin Fen had been messing around lately, playing with transformations, so he couldn't hold on to any Fortune.
Heavenly Dao feared something might happen to him, so it had tampered with things beforehand. It couldn't directly kill living beings or interfere with the karma of heaven and earth. After Dao Integration, Pangu's consciousness had to strictly follow Heavenly Dao's rules of conduct. Without rules, there could be no order. So it came up with some rather bizarre ideas.
The Three-Headed Giant Bear shook its butt and slapped him again, its brows twitching as it looked at Big Chef with utter disdain. Qin Fen closed his eyes. "What kind of shitty place is this?" If he wasn't beaten to death, he would be disgusted to death.
Things were always so tyrannical and bizarre. Qin Fen was only certain of one thing: he probably wasn't in any danger. Look—there was a giant eagle whose talent had turned it into a chick, and a gay giant bear with three best bros. What could possibly be impossible in this world?
The giant bear didn't understand why it was doing this either, but it simply couldn't control itself.
They couldn't control themselves, and the Three-Eyed Divine Eagle was dumbfounded. Its reinforcements had fallen into chaos! How was that possible? They had been perfectly fine yesterday.
Unfortunately, the divine eagle had no time to lament. Qin Fen moved his hand. This was no place to stay. He would get revenge first and worry about the rest later. Even Big Chef's prime-minister-sized belly could capsize a boat. That thing had nearly grabbed him to death just now, so now he would grab it too.
Swish, swish, swish!