Ten minutes later, Chen Shouyi's massive figure surfaced from the water.
The oppressive atmosphere between heaven and earth had vanished.
"God of Flames…" he murmured softly, his face full of coldness.
He didn't know what kind of deity the other was, but seeing their abilities, he knew it was related to fire.
At this moment, he felt the struggling Shell Lady in his mouth, and his face froze for a moment before he quickly opened his mouth.
The tiny creature, just over ten centimeters, seemed as insignificant as a half-burnt matchstick in his two-meter-wide mouth, barely noticeable.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the wet Shell Lady swiftly flew out and hovered in front of Chen Shouyi, gasping for breath, her small mouth opening and closing rapidly.
The sound was indistinct, barely audible.
Chen Shouyi found that his vision, hearing, and sense of smell were all impaired.
He didn't speak, removed his armor, and stored it away, then returned to his normal form.
