(The protagonist of this book has very little presence, so read at your own risk!)
Nuwa: “You bald donkeys! Did you ever think I might still be alive?” The Two Sages of the West gaped at Nuwa, who had appeared before them once again.
“You… you… weren’t you already… already…” Saint Zhunti stammered, staring at Nuwa’s calm expression.
At the sight of him, Lu Bu, standing behind Nuwa, looked on with a glacial stare!
“Jade Emperor, are you still scheming against our human race? Do you think we have no one to defend us?” Ying Zheng stood above the Heavenly Court’s army, his imposing voice shattering the firmament.
Zhao Yun led the Phoenix, Dragon, and Qilin clans, along with other ancient Primordial clans, streaking across the starry sky…
Sun Wukong and Yang Jian smashed their way through the filthy soil of Mount Lingshan…
When Hongjun could no longer hold back and moved to put an end to it all, a jade-green teacup shot through the air and stopped before him.
Lu Chen’s indifferent voice rang in his ear: “Fellow Daoist, Please Stay.”
What the hell are you writing? I don't know what I'm writing under the banner of Journey to the West. I've wasted so much time on it. I usually don't leave negative reviews. I can't help but give you a negative review today.
Cheer yourself😊
Very good, come on😄