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

"Yes," Fu Qian thought of a method to try, which was to seek help from the Red Moon.


Although in a poor state, given its rank and conservative estimate of nearly a thousand years of existence, the probability of knowing about that anomaly wasn't small.


The thought process needed to be opened up, and this wasn't just empty talk.


Compared to when he last left, the Half-step Moon seemed to have undergone no changes at all.


In an icy solitude, the red moon in the sky and the blue planet resonated with each other in a mysterious way.


Almost immediately, that familiar sweet call came through, filled with seemingly endless joy.


Following a much more intense beam of red moonlight, Fu Qian observed an enigmatic outline emerging above, quickly identifying the sphere that represented Emperor Yasui.


Although not much time had passed, it seemed increasingly in harmony with its surroundings; the Red Moon appeared to be slowly digesting him.


Chapter 1029: I Want This