"Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye... you sure know how to make trouble for me."
Bai Zhu stared at where the red door had vanished for several seconds. Only after confirming that the red glow had not reappeared did he revert Ryujin Jakka to its Asauchi state.
He had roughly 4,100 Reiatsu left. He could keep fighting, but the consumption multiplier here was too high. It was not good for endurance.
Besides, Knov had already entered the red door. Bai Zhu did not even know where to look for him.
Bai Zhu glanced down at the black box by his feet, then lifted the Pope's head hanging from his waist and gave it a shake. With the black box in hand, he was not worried about some inexplicable attack.
"Worrying won't help."
The Pope's head said nothing.
"Don't you agree?"
Both eyeballs shifted to the side.
Bai Zhu nodded.
"You agree too, so we're resting."
He dragged the black box beside a stone platform and plopped down, leaning against a stone pillar. Then he pulled out a bottle of water from an inner pocket.
After twisting off the cap, Bai Zhu tipped back his head and took several gulps.
The space here was still changing.
The stone pillars in the distance would draw near one moment, then retreat beyond sight the next. The trail scorched into the ground by flames had not disappeared. It stretched diagonally along a slope, leaving this area with a temporarily recognizable direction.
Bai Zhu pressed a hand over his chest.
Reiatsu slowly flowed back through his meridians.
The recovery speed was not particularly fast, but with no enemies disturbing him, it was enough.
The Pope's head hung nearby from a golden Hainawa, the mycelium at its severed neck contracted into a clump. It stared at Bai Zhu