Deep within the Nine Hells.
"Aaaah!" With its rump pointed skyward and all four limbs flailing, Gungun came flying in from Houtu's kick, screaming at the top of its lungs. A few seconds later...
Bang! It crashed in front of the cage imprisoning Taiyi, smashing a huge crater into the earth. Inside the crater, its face twitched, and its right foot bobbed up and down. Clearly, the impact had knocked it senseless.
"Owww..." It did not stay in that position for long. Soon, Gungun's face stopped twitching. It planted a paw on the ground and pushed itself upright. Then a flash of black-and-white light swept over its body, instantly restoring the bear to its peak condition.
But while its physical problems were easy to resolve, the wounds to its heart were not so easily healed.
Houtu... she's gone too far!
Who am I?
The great god Gungun, born extraordinary! I'm already the Witch Scribe, Netherworld Emperor, and Deputy Cult Leader of the Western Religion. In the future, I'll evolve into the Buddha Lord, Dao Lord, Heavenly Emperor, and Sea Emperor. Even in the Age of Dharma's End, when lofty Saints like you have barely any believers left and become insubstantial, elusive beings, I, Gungun, will still be a genuine national treasure adored by multitudes!
Look at the people who'll serve me in the future. Which of them isn't an elite of the Human Race?
Ordinary people won't even be qualified to touch me!
Anyone who dares force their way into touching me will be touching their way into prison.
And you really think you can treat someone like me as an ordinary pet, beating and scolding me however you please?
Even dogs will have crowds calling for their protection in the future. How could I, Gungun, tolerate such humiliation?
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