A thousand miles west of the Tianhe Dynasty, after three hundred soldiers had taken turns hurling curses for ten days, the doors of the Origin Crystal Pagoda opened. Luo Xingchen strode out in a fury and began swearing without another word.
Ten days. He had endured for ten whole days!
Inside the pagoda, separated by two realms, he could not clearly hear what those people were cursing about. Still, with such intense resentment in the air, he could have guessed with his backside how foul their words had been.
Outside the pagoda, when the soldiers saw someone emerge, they had barely frozen in surprise before being cursed so thoroughly that they were drenched from head to toe in abuse.
"He's out! He's out!"
The Tianhe Dynasty general leading the three hundred soldiers beamed with delight. He did not care what the man before him was shouting. After ten days, someone had finally come out.
Behind him, the three hundred soldiers were equally delighted. Anyone would have been unable to bear doing nothing but curse until their mouths went dry for ten days straight.
"Soldiers, withdraw!"
The leading general looked toward the three hundred soldiers behind him and gave the order.
The soldiers cheered several times, swiftly packed up the makeshift tents, mounted their horses, and left.
Before the Origin Crystal Pagoda, Luo Xingchen stared at the scene in a daze.
What was going on?
"Hey, hey, don't leave!" Luo Xingchen hurriedly shouted.
Yet the three hundred soldiers, eager to get home, ignored him completely and galloped away.
"Don't go!"
Luo Xingchen shouted anxiously after them several more times, but in the end, he lowered his hand unwillingly.
"Well, well, you finally decided to come out."
At that moment, an illusory figure manifested out of thin air above the void. Looking