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He looked around and wherever his gaze fell, there were nothing but monsters and demons.
Turning his head abruptly, he saw a fierce-faced macaque sitting majestically upon a throne made of bones. He was dressed in a wide robe with large sleeves, but whenever the sleeves flipped open, there was a chilling cold and the glint of sword light flickering within…
As Tang Sanzang looked at the macaque king, the king looked back at him. Scared, Tang Sanzang quickly turned away, bowing his head and grabbing a mole spirit's helmet next to him to place on his own head.
The mole spirit glared angrily, but at the sight of the towering bald man, it was intimidated by his fierce gaze and bulging muscles and didn't dare to react, only muttering, "Damn baldy!"
The macaque king just glanced at him. Although he thought the bald man looked somewhat familiar, he didn't pay it much mind.
