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

"An interesting contact, an interesting form."


Faced with Fu Qian's domineering declaration, the blasphemous entity with the same face revealed an inhuman smile.


"I won't deny the parasite claim, but the form of your existence is far more evil than mine."


Realizing there was new knowledge to be had, Fu Qian had no shame in asking immediately.


Unfortunately, the villain's bad habit was hard to change; after a string of cold laughter, it dissolved like a bubble.


At almost the same time, the giant face above also swiftly retreated, as if afraid of being splattered with dog feces.


Or perhaps it had already been soiled and needed to hurry back to clean itself.


And just as the last part of the giant claw remained, a lightning-fast swipe tore through the argument of the Brother Mal, pulling out a certain type of invisible chaos and rapidly vanishing.


Chapter 1015: Profanation of the Past (End)