"Senior Brother, are these Shield-Armored Giant-Headed Turtles?"
At the Chicken Farm, Bu Chan curiously watched Wang Ba take four pitch-black spirit turtles out of his Spirit Beast Bag.
Wang Ba nodded slightly, then deposited lifespan into all four Shield-Armored Giant-Headed Turtles before putting them into the pool.
Then Bu Chan watched in surprise as Wang Ba pulled a Spirit Chicken from his Spirit Beast Bag. Its feathers were likewise black as ink and extremely fluffy, with only the comb on its head red as blood.
"What kind of chicken is that? It's so ugly!"
"Don't underestimate it. This fellow is called a White-Crowing Chicken. It can ward off evil and stabilize souls. It's a supreme-grade Spirit Chicken."
Wang Ba smiled.
He then put the large black chicken in a separate pen.
After some thought, Wang Ba simply had Jia Twelve come down from his perch to pit himself against the White-Crowing Chicken.
Jia Twelve showed no fear of the superior spiritual power pressure emanating from his opponent. The moment he entered the pen, his comb flushed with blood, and even his formerly indifferent eyes seemed filled with violence.
He stared fixedly at the White-Crowing Chicken, then spread his wings and raised his neck high, assuming a fighting stance.
The White-Crowing Chicken was, after all, a supreme-grade Spirit Chicken with fighting ability of its own. It showed no fear and approached Jia Twelve of its own accord.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Ba saw only a streak of afterimage. Though Jia Twelve moved second, he struck first, shooting to the White-Crowing Chicken's side with the speed of thunder before one could cover one's ears and delivering a peck!
The White-Crowing Chicken clearly failed to react. It visibly froze for a moment and took Jia Twelve's peck squarely on the