Little White Dragon Ao Lie raised his eyes toward Tang Sanzang and saw him standing where the Chaos Withered Bone had been buried, a thoughtful expression on his face.
At that moment.
Little White Dragon suddenly felt that Tang Sanzang looked pretty damn cool too.
Even just standing there, he had a certain imposing aura.
He felt that this was exactly what he lacked.
That was why, despite refining so many dragon pearls and possessing such pure bloodline, he still lacked the bearing of a true dragon.
Little White Dragon Ao Lie did not even want to speak and interrupt Tang Sanzang, afraid of ruining this sort of aesthetic.
Oh.
It could not be called an aesthetic.
Since the Chaos Withered Bone and the entire Bone Spirit army had already been shattered, Little White Dragon Ao Lie named this feeling "a sense of fragmentation" in his heart.
[Hahaha.]
[Little White actually thinks classmate Three Burials has a sense of fragmentation.]
["A sense of fragmentation" is something we use to describe idol types.]
[How is Tang Sanzang fragmented? He's savoring the results of completely finishing the burial mission.]
A sense of fragmentation?
An idol.
The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, feeling that they probably did not possess that trait.
They could shatter one's essence, energy, and spirit, but their disciples probably would not acknowledge it.
Since they were literally beyond understanding in the physical sense, the Three Pure Ones felt they could not take this route.
After burying so many things and drawing a Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerate experience card, Tang Sanzang should have received the mission reward.
Supreme Pure Laozi and Upper Pure Master Tongtian instinctively looked toward their second brother, only to see that his majesty was gone and his expression was strange.
"Stiff."
"Poker face!"
Supreme Pure