"Hey, big guy, don't hold back. Let's duke it out till dawn," Song Shuhang yelled at the ancient tribulation cloud. He knew that the positive energy was gone for good, but he was unable to resist.
He even suspected that the ancient tribulation was intentionally keeping the number of holy apes at 199.
"You're getting cocky, Shuhang, yelling at the ancient tribulation like that. Let it give you as much positive energy as it wants. Don't disrespect the ancient tribulation!" The sword seized the opportunity to sternly reprimand him. "Be mindful, take whatever positive energy the ancient tribulation gives you, and don't offend its dignity!"
"If the heavenly tribulation had a spirit, it would have exploded by now," Senior Turtle remarked slowly.
Since becoming a cultivator, Song Shuhang had pulled off various maneuvers alongside the White of the Present World and the White of the Netherworld, repeatedly diminishing the ancient tribulation's dignity.
