Kang Dae Jung looks happy. He was so happy, 200 years served a harsh sentence. Every second is tormented in the heat of the lava in the vessel. Every time he was sick, he would be healed again, but after recovering, he would again undergo such a severe punishment. Only the generosity of the heavenly king allowed him to return to enjoying the beauty of the world.
They had exited the Zhengyi goddess palace and headed straight for the hill of death. From there they will be reincarnated together. At the foot of the hill of death suddenly 888 fell. Surprising 442 and the others to death.
"What's the matter, 888?" asked 442 who immediately supported 888 and helped him to sit up.
"I don't know, I feel my whole body tired instantly. Usually, I'm never like this," said 888.
"Let's just rest here. It feels really tiring," said 222.
