Looking at the huge Golden Spear sticking out of Taotie's rear.
Although it seemed as slender as a toothpick, that was only relative to Taotie's massive form.
To Chen Xing, this thing resembling a Golden Spear was absolutely enormous.
Almost a hundred meters in length, it looked like a golden flagpole from a distance.
Chen Xing climbed onto Taotie's back, which now felt smooth as new, like stepping on a rubbery surface with both resilience and elasticity.
He bent down and touched Taotie's smooth back with his palm.
It was very tough; even using all his strength, he could only manage to press a small palm imprint on Taotie's back.
But as he released his hand, it bounced back to its original shape.
Taotie shook its large rear, asking Chen Xing to help remove the hard thing stuck at its backside.
"Ao ao ao~"
Seeing its master delaying, Taotie kept urging.
"Just wait a moment...," Chen Xing stood in front of the Golden Spear.
He reached out and grabbed the spear.
