Mo Qi Qi felt somewhat flustered when he saw everyone appear.
As a future Fusion Stage cultivator, he did not want to ask a group of juniors for help.
The magma centipede paid no heed to what Mo Qi Qi was doing.
The moment it saw him distracted, it swung its walking legs to pierce him through the back.
Lin Ke hurriedly said, "Senior, please have your Corpse Puppet settle down for a moment."
"Hmm? Certainly."
"To think you really kept your promise, young friend, and nourished this old man's remnant soul until it developed divine sense."
"That must have taken quite some effort, didn't it?"
As they spoke, the Corpse Puppet refined from the magma centipede slowly lay down.
Mo Qi Qi was just about to raise his hand to attack when he saw this, and he immediately changed tack, going with the flow.
"Yes, yes, yes, stay down. Only get up when I tell you to."
Seeing that Mo Qi Qi seemed to have subdued the magma centipede, everyone cast envious looks his way.
Mo Tianji even bowed deeply, his face wreathed in smiles. "Congratulations on displaying your great divine abilities and subduing a giant beast, Senior. Truly, you are a tiger granted wings."
Mo Qi Qi lifted his brows slightly, thoroughly pleased. "Rise."
Lin Ke seized the opportunity to call out inside his Niwan Palace, "Senior, have the Corpse Puppet get up."
"Rumble..." Neither Mo Qi Qi nor Mo Tianji had expected this.
The magma centipede beside them slowly stood up.
Hanging Island sank a little as it rose.
Mo Qi Qi looked back, his expression shifting from surprise to delight, then from delight to arrogance.
"Quick, quick, lie down!"
Only when he saw the magma centipede crouch down again did Mo Qi Qi feel somewhat reassured.