On the pitch-black sea, in the instant before the explosion flared.
A flash of crimson passed through Wang Ba's eyes.
At the final moment of the explosion, a Gold Core-level Divine Soul fled in panic and plunged straight into the Phantom Chicken, whose gaze was somewhat clear.
Soon, the Phantom Chicken's two enormous eyes suddenly blinked.
Then it hopped down respectfully and prostrated itself before Wang Ba.
A somewhat halting human voice even came from its mouth:
"Ga ji mu li mo ta yi wa..."
Seeing no response from Wang Ba, it hurriedly switched to the language of Wind-Approaching Continent:
"Wu Yi greets the clan chief! Thank you for saving my life, Chief!"
Wang Ba nodded somewhat absently and said offhandedly, "From today onward, you are Jia Eighteen..."
"Jia Eighteen?"
A trace of bewilderment flashed through Wu Yi's chicken eyes.
Just then, amid the blast, a Winged Serpent riddled with holes flew out of the explosion's light.
Vigilance immediately flashed through Wu Yi's eyes:
"Be careful, Chief! A fierce beast!"
With that, he beat his wings somewhat awkwardly, leaving only an afterimage behind. When he reappeared, he had actually flown behind the Winged Serpent.
Yet the Winged Serpent did not immediately flee. Instead, it hesitated and stopped in place.
For some reason, it sensed an intense familiarity from this strange chicken.
The next instant, however, one chicken claw seized the serpent at its vital point just below the head, while the other pinned the Winged Serpent's wings. The chicken's beak, like gold and jade, took aim and pecked hard.
The Winged Serpent froze, then began struggling madly in pain.
But it had already been gravely wounded by the explosion, and now its vital point was restrained. Unable to resist at all, the Winged Serpent had even its brains pecked away.