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

This reaction, ghastly as it was, sufficiently clarified the situation.


Watching the Frenzied Spirit desperately flee, Fu Qian confirmed his own speculation.


This Porcelain Doll was indeed Mr. Luo's last resort.


With a high probability, after his body was shattered to pieces, Mr. Luo's will had transferred to the Frenzied Spirit through the full synchronization they had just undergone.


The direction chosen for the escape was likewise quite interesting.


He was actually heading straight for the island, rapidly circumventing the towering Fool's Tree, heading directly to the center.


"You... Aren't you going to chase him?"


One of the two remaining survivors, Archer Brother couldn't help but ask.


Although Fu Qian looked terrifyingly bizarre, Mr. Luo had just tried to kill them; it was clear who posed the greater threat.


He was still very eager to see Fu Qian cut that one down.


"You guys actually have the leisure to care about this?"


Chapter 203: Porcelain Doll (21)_1