New Chapter: A Place Where All Races Came to Pay Homage

This Beyond the World was not ethereal. It was real and vivid. The mountains were neither majestic nor towering, resembling a quiet range one might see in the present world.

Wang Xuan changed out of Kong Xuan the Demon King's appearance, and the aura of his primordial spirit naturally changed with it. Yet his wildness remained undiminished. Sun Wukong was also a defiant sort, but here, he had become much more tranquil.

He had not come here to fight. On the contrary, he needed to be as peaceful as possible. All he wanted now was Sun Wukong's identity.

At this moment, his jet-black hair fell naturally over his shoulders. He cut a heroic figure, with sword-like brows slanting toward his temples and eyes that shone brilliantly.

Dressed in white, he appeared far more refined, revealing a touch of otherworldly grace. He concealed the sharpness Sun Wukong should have possessed. Tall and slender, he stood straight as a spear.

He did not carry the Black Iron Rod. After making slight adjustments, his brows became even gentler. The air of fierce competitiveness faded, replaced by the bearing of an exiled immortal.

The mountain path was narrow, edged by thornbushes and somewhat desolate. Wildflowers gave off a faint fragrance. The hazelnuts had yet to ripen, but birds had already come to peck at them, chirping noisily.

Wang Xuan did not see any divine trees or Immortal Buds. The vegetation was utterly ordinary. Wild jujube trees lined the roadside, and there was even plenty of mugwort.

This would have been perfectly normal in the wilderness of the Real World, but this was Beyond the World, supposedly a True Saint Dojo. It had returned to simplicity a little too thoroughly.

He began to doubt the Mysterious Mobile Phone's judgment.

To show respect, he did not