Sooner or later, I would go to the Immortal Domain and claim a place there. I also had to claim a Hanging Mountain of my own.
Whoever dared stop me from realizing my dreams would have me to contend with, Wenlong thought fiercely.
That was what he thought, of course, but he also knew that the Immortal Domain was home to the very greatest figures.
He did not yet dare entertain thoughts of Heaven Beyond Heaven. That was a place for patriarch-level figures, supreme Great Gods. If he went there, he probably would not even count as an ant.
Just then, a shriek shattered his daydream. Monkey Sun was clutching his arm, blood flowing without stop.
He hurriedly took out the Spell Shield he had prepared and placed it in front of Monkey Sun, then examined his injury.
"Why the hell are you screaming over a little scratch? What a coward." Seeing that Monkey Sun's wound was nothing serious, Wenlong could not help cursing him.
"Ow, boss, it really hurts! Hurry up and put some medicine on it." Monkey Sun's face was twisted with pain.
"All right. Keep moving. There's worse suffering waiting ahead." As he spoke, Wenlong grabbed Monkey Sun and rolled, narrowly evading an attack that came out of thin air.
"Boss, are we going to die in here? This is way too dangerous." Monkey Sun broke out in another cold sweat.
"Look at you. We've only just come in, and you haven't gained a single thing, yet you're already afraid of dying. How did you ever dare bring me here on an adventure?" Wenlong chided him with a laugh.
"It's all my master's fault. That old man told me this was the best place to toughen a person up. But I'm a monkey, not a person!" Monkey