“Say, if those two fused together, could they actually become a Yao King?” Chen Feng suddenly asked, a wry smile on his face.

“Probably not.” Lei Feng shook his head.

As they were talking, the two Psycho Boltbeasts attacking the warship stopped their attacks. Next, they formed two dazzling clumps of lightning, which smashed against each other. They were fusing again. However, their rate of fusion this time around was obviously much slower compared to the previous ones.

“Junior Brother Chen, how is it? Can the warship take off?” Mu Qingfeng anxiously asked.

“Soon!” Chen Feng said, forming one hand seal after another. The Prized crystals in the cabin of the ship were rapidly burning and vast amounts of spiritual energy charged up the entire Skysoar Warship.

Boom!

Finally, the Skysoar Warship shook, a sign that it was going to take off.

“All right! We’ll be taking off soon!” Zhang Xuanjin cried out happily.

Boom!

Chen Feng slapped his hands together and waves of power flowed out from his hand to disappear into the warship. Next, a rumbling sound rang out from the Skysoar Warship and it slowly rose up.

“Ha ha! We’re finally leaving this damned place! I hope this monstrous yao beast does not come after us.”

“Roar!”

Chen Feng had...