Inside the majestic palace, the saints' gazes were not overly obvious, but there was still something unusual about them. From time to time, they glanced at Wang Zesheng.
Earlier, he had even complained that the Supernatural Center was full of malice, that even passing dogs dared bark at him.
Looking at it now, there seemed to be another hidden reason. Just what had he done? Even the overbearing and tough Mechanical Heavenly Dog was so wary of him that it had actually invited "The Void" to intervene.
"This dog really fucking deserves a beating!" Old Wang said, rubbing the hilt of his blade.
The Mechanical Heavenly Dog cursed inwardly. Most True Saints in the Supernatural Realm called it the Mechanical Saint, but this tyrant actually treated it like a dog.
Its immense body was imposing, its Cold Metal Body filling the starry sky and radiating immense pressure. The stars around it were as tiny as dust.
Yet it was not forceful in the slightest. Instead, it complained, "Senior The Void, I truly am not a petty saint. I was merely passing by when he inexplicably slapped me twice. I endured it, since there were some misunderstandings involved. But now he is still touching his blade. He is far too vindictive!"
Upon hearing this, all the saints fell silent.
Mei Yukong took a look at his old rival and found it perfectly normal. He had not changed at all, remaining the same throughout all worlds.
All the True Saints present found this strange. Even the most vindictive dog had become magnanimous, while Old Wang, who had come from the neighboring universe, was being accused of holding grudges?
"What kind of barking are you doing? If you can't speak, then shut up!" Wang Zesheng shouted.
Fortunately, "Exist" stepped in, inviting Wang Zesheng