"Wait a little longer." Bian Lang's eyes widened, filled with excitement.
In an instant, Liu Yi understood that from the very beginning, Bian Lang had not expected Mao Qiu to be able to kill Crab General.
But the attack from the fluffy ball will undoubtedly throw the crab general off balance.
If the crab general wants to cross the river, he will have to use his magic weapon.
Bian Lang is now eagerly awaiting the Crab General to reveal his secret weapon.
As a member of the aquatic tribe of the West Sea Dragon Palace, even the Crab General could not withstand the restrictions of the Tongtian River.
Even if a true immortal were to arrive, without a magic weapon to cross the river, they would still be unable to cross the Tongtian River.
The sudden appearance of Luo Xiafei, who wanted to take away Xing Tian's remains, meant either that he possessed a magic weapon for crossing the river, or that he directly stepped into this prison from the Immortal Realm.
Just as it was about to fall into the water, the crab general waved its hand, and a strange light flashed from its body, instantly creating a giant gourd on the river surface.
The gourd floated on the water and did not sink.
The crab landed steadily on the gourd and turned to look at the Happiness Pavilion.
He knew that Maoqiu was just following orders, and that Bianlang was the truly despicable one.
Now he was going to remember Bian Lang's face well, because before long, he would trample Bian Lang's face under his feet.
The crab general made a throat-slitting gesture, but without moving its body, the gourd beneath its feet was already drifting towards the opposite bank of the Tongtian River.
"I have a feeling he'll bring back the Western Sea army to fight his way back." Liu Yi is quite worried about Bian Lang now.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "He will cause trouble for the Xishen Pavilion."
"Aren't you the head of the Joyful God Pavilion?" Liu Yi asked in surprise.
Bian Lang pointed at Mao Qiu, who was walking towards them, and laughed, "That's just his side of the story."
Bian Lang never considered himself the master of Xishen Pavilion.
No matter which world he goes to, he is always the corpse driver of Justice Fortress.
Over such a long period of time, he traversed countless small worlds, but ultimately, the re-creation of Justice Fortress in the Misty Forest was merely a spur-of-the-moment decision.
He's currently transporting corpses in this world, but who knows, tomorrow the Corpse Brother might send him to another world.
"Master, this really isn't my fault. That guy is just too strong," Maoqiu said, looking aggrieved.
Bian Lang chuckled, floated up, and gently landed on the riverbank, then suddenly raised his right hand.
The once calm river surface was suddenly churned into towering waves.
The gourds that were drifting towards the opposite bank were also rapidly drifting this way.
The crab general was taken aback. He waved his hands, but found that he could not control the gourd.
Even if he used a long spear as an oar, it would be of no use.
In a few breaths, the gourd led the crab general back to the shore.
Crab General swiftly put away his gourd, held his spear, and said in a cold voice, "Bian Lang, do you really want to be an enemy of the Six Realms?"
Bian Lang chuckled and said, "Why does that sound so familiar?"
Being an enemy of the Six Realms feels like a huge accusation, enough to crush someone to death if it were slammed down on their head.
The immortal Luoxiafei said something similar when he was snatching Xingtian's remains.
But after so much time has passed, the gods seem to have made no move.
The crab general simply pointed his spear at Bian Lang, not in a hurry to make a move.
He was already riding his gourd across the river when Bianlang, standing on the bank at such a great distance, managed to pull him back.
This shows that even if he tried his best, he was no match for Bian Lang.
Maoqiu is merely the steward of Xishen Pavilion; in terms of strength, he is certainly inferior to the pavilion master, Bian Lang.
The crab was filled with fear and was trying hard to figure out how to escape alive.
Before coming here, he never dreamed that the prisoners in this prison would dare to disrespect him.
If he dies here, what if the Western Sea tramples this prison land flat afterward?
Killing all the prisoners wouldn't bring him back to life.
Moreover, his position in the West Sea wasn't that important, not enough to make the West Sea do something crazy.
"Lord Bian, I now agree to your proposal. You escort me and the Crown Prince's remains across the river, and this treasure gourd is yours." After much deliberation, Crab General felt that this was the only option left.
Losing the magic gourd is a serious crime, but not a capital offense.
Moreover, he handed over the gourd in order to retrieve the crown prince's body, so it was understandable.
Bian Lang chuckled and said, "You said it yourself, that was the suggestion just now."
Crab General looked at Bian Lang with a puzzled expression.
Seeing that Bian Lang remained silent, he finally asked, "And now?"
"Now that you're dead, the treasure is mine." Bian Lang said as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
The crab general still had some backbone, and sneered, "Then you try and see if you can kill me."
“Killing you is still very simple.” Bian Lang raised his hand, and the crab general’s feet left the ground.
He still held the spear tightly in his hand.
But because he couldn't move his body, he couldn't do anything.
Despite repeatedly reminding himself to remain calm, a wave of fear quickly engulfed him.
Bian Lang flipped his left hand, and the magic gourd appeared in front of him.
"How do I shrink this thing?" Bian Lang studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.
Crab General looked at Bian Lang with a mocking expression, feeling that Bian Lang was an idiot.
The thought that he had lost to an idiot hurt him deeply.
Liu Yi and Mao Qiu came over later and offered many suggestions, but none of them could control the magic gourd.
The current magic gourd is very large, like a small boat, making it very inconvenient to carry.
Even if you put it in a storage bag, it takes up too much space.
At least Liu Yi's storage bag couldn't hold this treasure gourd.
Bian Lang turned his gaze to the crab general and smiled, "Tell me how to control this gourd, and I'll give you a quick death."
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who'd be afraid of being tortured?" Crab General said firmly.
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