章節 1884: Soft Feather, is that you?

Song Shuhang was thrown into the group of monsters.

With their numbers, the monsters were like an army of ants. Those who feared crowds would definitely faint at their sight.

"Heavens~" Song Shuhang broke out in a cold sweat. He pushed his feet downward, and then willed for a black lotus to condense beneath his feet to support his body.

Beneath him, the demonic heads soared into the sky. While they were rising into the air, muscular bodies grew out of each of them.

At this time, light of virtue emerged from Song Shuhang's body.

The light of virtue, which was soon revealed to have Fairy @#%×'s appearance, immediately went to protect him.

Then, the fairy's hands clasped together. The light of virtue transformed into a giant sun—the Virtuous Giant Sun!

A scorching light shone down on the demonic heads.

In response, they all opened their mouths and began salivating at Song Shuhang.