Li Su did not linger on the outskirts, instead heading straight toward the depths.
Now that he knew the purpose of this spiritual world, he naturally intended to reap a ruthless harvest.
After all, considering the current situation in Journey to the West, let alone the Dao Attainment Realm—even the Dao Mastery Realm would not be enough. He needed to go higher: Celestial Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, perhaps even Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Among the demons, monsters, ghosts, and fiends of the eighty-one trials, not a single one was easy to deal with.
If the gods and Buddhas of the heavens had all run into problems and could not descend normally, then Journey to the West was fucking an unsolvable horror story. There would be no way to play it. How much had the Great Sage Equal to Heaven suffered along the way?
His eyes had nearly been blinded, and he had narrowly escaped death several times. What scripture was he supposed to fetch, a hammer?
He did not move quickly. After all, he was traveling in spiritual form and needed time to adjust. In fact, he had been adapting ever since entering this place.
Movement was no longer a problem. After roughly one breath, he had gotten used to it.
The main issue was combat.
Although he had read quite a few scriptures and learned many powerful methods of the Shangqing Sect, he had never actually used them. While his spirit resided in his fleshly body, with his talent, even learning on the spot gave him greater depth than others who had cultivated for decades.
Now that he had become spiritual power, many things were rather different, and the application of his methods had changed as well. Of course, most importantly, a spiritual body was unlike a physical one. The