The Thousand-Hammer, Hundred-Refinement Furnace was the true terror of the ages.
Even the lingering will of the Evil Eye's master feared it deeply and dared not provoke it lightly.
Its power and ferocity far exceeded anyone's imagination.
Yang Yong's expression remained calm. He offered no explanation, no boasting, and not a trace of smugness.
Even though he was completely immune, he still took out a mask and secured it firmly over his face.
In the apocalypse, caution could rarely go wrong.
Deep down, however, Yang Yong was calculating rapidly, and a bold idea gradually took shape.
The Evil Eyes could suppress the Corpse Worms.
Could he dig an Evil Eye out of his left hand, first use the White Bone Ring to firmly suppress its ferocity, then use it to cleanse the Corpse Worms from other people's bodies?
If this method worked.
Then everyone in the entire Wooden House Area could be saved.
As though he had seen straight through Yang Yong's thoughts, Cao Xianming's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly tried to dissuade him, his voice urgent. "Yang Yong, don't do anything reckless!"
"Once those Evil Eyes are freed from the suppression of the White Bone Ring on your hand, their power rivals beings on the Whale Lord's level!"
"If you try to save people with one, the slightest mistake could release a world-destroying horror before you even remove the Corpse Worms. The consequences would be unimaginable!"
Thinking of what had happened to the Sky Base, Cao Xianming still felt lingering dread.
Yet Yang Yong asked in return:
"Old Cao, have you forgotten that we're in the small space inside the Whale Lord?"
Cao Xianming froze. He really had forgotten that!
Suddenly struck by a possibility, he moved to sit down and calculate again.
Yang Yong hurriedly stopped him. "Eat