"Thick yet murky Spiritual Energy, it even has a rank, fishy odor. Let's be reasonable, I've been to the dirtiest lands of demons two thousand years ago and it wasn't as uncomfortable as this place, which is like a cesspool."
Ren Han patted the ancient Chinese robe adorned with a gold-rimmed jade belt on his body, shuddered slightly, and looked around with disdain, expressing his dissatisfaction in a disgusted tone.
"The young people nowadays are just too pretentious. Master, you can't expect much from them, Old Sun is the reliable one after all."
The Handsome Monkey King took a step forward, his body's Golden Flame surging into Golden Armor, the Blue Flame beneath his feet rolled the soil into Cloud-Stepping Boots, his right hand swung as fiery flames wove a Crimson Cloak, then with a slight lift of his right hand, the sand and stones fused into a Solid Iron Rod!
