After the flames dissipated, the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly flew out slowly, holding the Mandala Golden Corpse's essence blood.
Wednesday had already sensed the rupture of the contract.
"It infuriates me, who on earth has such power to actually kill my Mandala Golden Corpse alive."
That was the hope of the whole village!
Finally about to see the dawn of evolution into a Tier Eight Pet Beast, and now it's been shattered.
Wednesday was practically about to hate Ye Bai to death.
"Don't rush, don't rush."
"As long as the Star Realm can be opened, and 750 games are broken through, just the harvest of Divine Formats can allow you to breakthrough to Tier Eight."
"Sun God, Moon God, start engraving the Star Realm Array."
"Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, disperse to the four corners, we need to ensure that Sun God and Moon God won't be interrupted while drawing the Star Realm Array."
Friday gave orders.
