A Spirit Monkey Mask, adorned with golden monkey fur, was flying wildly.
The smile on its face bore a touch of demonic charm, arrogance, and dominance. The surge of emotion that came forth made one's mind dizzy.
Li Che stared blankly at the mask suspended in the Heaven and Earth chessboard.
In his mind, visions akin to illusions emerged involuntarily.
Huaguo Mountain... a Divine Monkey facing the black clouds above, alone against thousands of heavenly demons and monsters...
All these images were like overlapping and interwoven myths from two realms' memories.
What exactly is real?
What exactly is fake?
Li Che found it somewhat difficult to distinguish; the scenes he had just witnessed were considered mythical in this world.
But that inexplicable familiarity and overlay tightened his heart as if gripped by an invisible hand.
What exactly had the Temple Gods of this world encountered?
Li Che took a deep breath and then exhaled it.
He calmed himself down.
