C406 The Choice to Kill a Thousand Flowers

The green umbrella that was covering the Iron Eagle suddenly swelled up. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to nearly ten feet, and it was still rapidly expanding.

"Hmm?" The look on Thousand Meddling Hands' face immediately turned serious. His hands continued to form hand seals and hit the green umbrella.

On the umbrella's surface, a series of runes were flashing rapidly. A moment later