Then it sighed lightly, "The Corpse Dragon Queen’s clan seems to be having a rougher and rougher ti, those esteed mbers of the Guardian God Clan have actually made it into the headlines—with all the negative news being discussed by major forces."
This is not good at all!
Mang Hao and Shi Jue decided to travel to the Solar Abyss.
Before departing, although they didn’t repeatedly admonish or entrust any additional tasks, Ye Hanjun knew what was expected.
Especially Shi Jue, she must be worried about her clan.
If she returns to the West Sea to find her clan wiped out, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to her spirit.
"Big Tadpole, we need to go to the Corpse Dragon Queen’s territory to give them that thing!"
"Right."
Ye Hanjun nodded, rubbing his ring with a decisive tone, "First, let’s head to Jellyfish Island; Xiahou might know where the Corpse Dragon Queen resides."
"Alrighty!"
GuaGua poked his head out, his thoughts leaping swiftly, "Let Lan Qixiong scare him!"
"He’ll definitely be startled, especially after seeing the cha Form, he might stick to Lan Qixiong, desperately wanting to disassemble and study it!"
"Don’t worry! I’ll stop him! Fanatic researchers, back off!"
Little GuaGua waved his tiny fists, as if a fish returning to water, perfectly adapting to the icy current.
Lie Xinxin, Fiery Sun Nun, Golden Crow, Lieyang Mushoucong, however, were each uncomfortable in their own way.
Particularly Lieyang Mushoucong, the last ti it ca here, it was at least smooth sailing.
But this ti was different, its attribute had changed, and in a place rich with Water Elent, it felt uncomfortable everywhere.
"Roar!"
Fiery Sun Nun turned into a little fox, Golden Crow into a little sparrow, both squeezing into Ye Hanjun’s pockets.
Lie Xinxin transford, no longer emitting fiery brightness.
Aside from the attention-grabbing Wizard Hat atop her head, there was nothing remarkable about her, and without close inspection, you’d never guess she was the revered Holy Beast King.
"Let’s go~"
Lie Xinxin giggled, her legs swaying as if a fish was flipping its tail, her graceful swimming attracting eyes everywhere.
Ye Hanjun and GuaGua were amazed—is it that the Fiery Sun Nun’s lineage is particularly formidable, or does their Rank stand firm, no longer confining her to ordinary places? Both human and Guagua had their own speculations.
Five days later, at Jellyfish Island.
Following the direction from mory, diving deeper, a tallic structure sprawled underwater once again entered their perception.
Yejun had yet again failed to find a proper entrance.
Like the last ti, he used his Sword Thunder Child to break through the wall.
"Di di di!"
The alarm sounded once more, chanical frog-fish burst out attempting to repair the breach.
Squads of chanical guards, ard with guns, quickly surrounded the intruders, leaving no ans of escape.
"Old man old man, look who’s here?"
"Co over and get us, pack up, and let’s head out to chanic God Mountain!"
GuaGua shouted towards the monitoring cara.
Guns raised, the chanical guards, whose fingers could pull the trigger at any mont, suddenly glowed green, their murderous intent dissolving into thin air.
"Is it you guys?"
"Where’s the Chira? Has it evolved? Or is it [Co-Joined ch Body]?"
An image popped up on the screen inside the monitoring cara, an old man in a white lab coat clutching his beard, suddenly toppling the equipnt on the table, his greasy, pudgy face nearly sticking to the lens.
Then... sounds of rummaging through drawers followed, with doors continually opening and closing.
Thirty seconds later, Xiahou Danxin appeared riding a chanical Gazelle King.
As he approached, he dismounted, looking as if he had seen a long-lost relative and dashed frantically towards Ye Hanjun.
"Wait wait wait! Stop right there!"
Ye Hanjun raised his hand, conveying a "don’t co any closer" expression.
He quickly lit up Marks, summoning the chanical Chira.
"Huff—puff—huff—puff..."
Little Lazy Lion, an entire head buried in the ground sleeping untidily, completely devoid of image.
Yang Xiaoqi stretched its neck, also bewildered by the sudden change in surroundings, eyes widening in shock.
She Xiaoxiong reacted the fastest, seeing Xiahou Danxin as if seeing an enemy, instantly erecting its blade wings, hissing and ready to "seek revenge."
"My God, I must be dreaming..."
With a thud, Xiahou Danxin knelt on the ground, his hands still in Sterile Gloves trembling as he caressed the chanical shell of Lan Qixiong, so exhilarated he nearly fainted, "Such a huge one..."
"The texture of this tal, hardness approaching the best..."
"Is that so many external skeleton supports? It must be quite responsive, right? Definitely not a clumsy and heavy big hulk..."
Xiahou Danxin was crazy with excitent, as if he couldn’t see Ye Hanjun, Ye Liuying, Lie Xinxin, only fixated on observing the chanical Chira, nothing else worthy of exploration.
"Quick quick quick, let test it!"
"No! No need to test! Intuition tells that flesh and machine have still achieved a perfect equilibrium; this is undeniably the [Co-Joined ch Body], after so many years, oh how long I have waited, and finally, it has erged!"
"Huff!"
With a sigh, Little Lazy Lion blew away Xiahou Danxin’s tearful, howling self from a close distance.
Xiahou Danxin wasn’t upset; he sprung back up like a monkey, climbing directly onto the body of the chanical Chira.
"Bang!"
Yang Xiaoqi raised its horns, giving him a bump from a distance.
"Hiss!"
She Xiaoxiong twisted its neck to launch an attack, shaving off a tuft of his hair, leaving a spot abruptly bald.
"Good good good! So much vitality! Truly worthy of being my lifeti’s scientific research gem!"
"Where is your master? He doesn’t want you anymore? Well, it doesn’t matter, I’ll take you to chanic God Mountain, to formally return to your ancestral ho!"
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