The old man himself was taken aback by the Scab Chicken.
A chicken that had lived for over thirty thousand years… forgetting everything else, its lifespan alone was enough to leave the vast majority of Immortals in the dust, feeling utterly inadequate.
'I thought this wretched chicken had returned to dust long ago. I can't believe it's still alive.'
The old man slowly regained his composure from his initial shock. He stared at the Scab Chicken, his expression turning sour, clearly reminded of some unbearable memories.
In the dense forest, as Mo Qi and the Pig Emperor drew closer, the Scab Chicken found it increasingly difficult to suppress its excitement and elation.
'This damn Array has trapped me for over thirty thousand years! Lacking the tempering of the outside world's Laws of Heaven and Earth, my transformations have failed time and time again. Now, I can finally get out! I'm about to ascend to the heavens in a single step!'
