Shi Chan looked at the tribespeople who were in a sorry state from the smoke, feeling very conflicted.
But since things had come to this, he could only force himself to press on.
Jiang Xuan walked over to Shi Chan and asked him, "Is everyone out?"
"Most of them are out."
"Good, then all that's left is your Giant Claw Tribe's Guardian God."
Upon hearing the words "Guardian God," Shi Chan trembled all over.
Tribe members hold great reverence for their Guardian Gods, and what Shi Chan was doing now amounted to betraying the tribe. Would the Guardian God spare him?
Shi Chan replied gloomily, "The Giant Claw God can move freely underground; you won't catch it."
"Oh? Let's give it a try then."
Jiang Xuan spoke to the Divine Vine, which had shrunk down and perched on the crescent moon's head like a tuft of wild grass, "Please, Vine God, capture the Giant Claw God."
"Buzz…"
The Divine Vine slowly detached itself from the moon's head and flew up into the sky.
