You think this god has no temper?

At that moment, Lou Benwei was sticking his ass up, hugging Immortal Crystals as he dreamed blissfully.

Three hundred Immortal Crystals.

It had been a long time since he had gotten rich like this.

He dreamed of being surrounded by three hundred lovely young ladies. Three hundred lovely young ladies were all over him.

Tormenting him, ravaging him, humiliating him...

Of course, that was not the most important part. The most important part was that he discovered he could do it.

It had grown back...

"Boom!"

Just as Lou Benwei was about to get to the good part, the sudden explosion jolted him awake.

Sun Li's powerful strike landed directly on Lou Benwei, kicking up smoke that filled the sky. Waves of force spread in all directions, rippling outward in circles.

"Hmph, get ready to take the sword!"

Sun Li looked at the smoke before him and sneered. Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the smoke began to disperse.

When the center of the blast was revealed, the smiles on Sun Li and the others' faces abruptly froze.

His attack had failed to scatter that skeleton apart. It had not even harmed it in the slightest.

"Look, he moved."

At that moment, someone in the crowd let out a startled cry.

Everyone turned to look.

Sure enough.

The skeleton with a sword stuck in its ass moved, slowly getting up from the ground.

It even seemed to have some morning grumpiness.

First, it lowered its head and looked at its crotch.

Then it got angry.

Furious, in fact.

"Which dogshit bastard disturbed this scumbag's sweet dream?"

Lou Benwei glared at Sun Li and the others, his face brimming with rage.

"Ah!"

"He can actually talk."

"He can still move? Wasn't he dead?"

Quite a few people could not