Before long, Gungun's scouting bear-hair clone returned. It dissolved into light and merged back into him, and he received all the scenes it had witnessed.
Deep within the island, seven demonesses were imprisoned. Six had faces as lovely as flowers beneath the moon and possessed exceptional grace. The seventh was somewhat older, but traces of her former charm still lingered.
"What's going on? Everyone Luo Hou imprisoned here is a woman?" Gungun was utterly baffled. He quickly turned and flew toward the place where, according to the clone's memories, they were being held.
Barriers surrounded the island, but there were none inside, so Gungun soon arrived. His entire bearish bulk dropped from the sky. Thud! The ground beneath his feet shook violently several times.
The seven demonesses, their hands and feet shackled by enchanted iron chains, watched Gungun-or rather, Gungun's true form-suddenly fly back. None spoke, and their eyes betrayed no emotion.
Gungun studied them carefully, starting with the oldest demoness. Hmm... skip her!
He shifted his gaze to the young demoness nearest her.
This demoness wore a tight black animal-hide dress, and her jet-black hair reached her waist. Her dress was somewhat tattered, exposing patches of dazzlingly pale skin. She was stunningly beautiful, no less so than Chang'e, but compared with Chang'e, she had five, six, seven, even eight parts more wildness and far less poise.
Then he looked at the next one...
After an unknown amount of time, Gungun finished examining them all. His brow furrowed, and he folded his arms across his chest as he asked, "Who are you? Why did the Devil Ancestor imprison you here?"
Not one of the seven demonesses answered Gungun's questions.
"Heh!" Gungun laughed at their reaction. *You actually dare to ignore me? Do you think the great god Gungun is such