At this moment, the fierce eyes of the Nine Yang Golden Eagle stared at him.
"Damn it!"
Ding Yi took a deep breath, glanced in a certain direction, then decisively abandoned the Yellow Gourd, and clasped his hands together.
"Burn!"
The next instant, his plump, spherical body began to tremble frantically.
The rolling waves of flesh surged all over his body.
In the midst of this tide-like movement, a shadow slowly floated out.
Upon closer inspection, it looked somewhat like an umbrella, and also resembled a mushroom.
Once this shadow had condensed, Ding Yi's entire body instantly slimmed down, appearing almost like a normal person.
His face was full of pain, yet there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"This should be enough."
With a thought, the umbrella-like shadow immediately enveloped the huge golden eagle not far away.
"Reveal your form!"
With a fierce shout, Ding Yi clapped his hands vigorously.
Whoosh!
The giant umbrella closed in an instant!
