Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

I have to say, Yuan Shan that woman is quite strong!


At least, her skill with those black stripes is pretty effective against someone like me who relies on physical abilities.


If it hadn't been for the Mythical Form, breaking free would have been quite a challenge.


Having escaped the encirclement, Fu Qian ran wildly, his mind racing.


No matter how you look at it, today's plan to stir up trouble exceeded expectations.


Not only did I manage to infiltrate the restricted area, but I even had a direct confrontation with the boss of the Capital Night Watchman.


The Mythical Form skill is simply terrifying, if it weren't for its enhancement, the move I pulled off earlier would have had unimaginable consequences.


Now, other than feeling a bit weakened from the overexertion, there are no other anomalies in my condition.


Of course, that move might have exposed me as not the real Henrik, but that's not a problem at all.


Chapter 109: The Hunter's Thirst for Blood (Part 9)_1