166: Where's the door? It's gone!

"What is this?" Chen Heng toyed with the small object in his hand.

It felt warm to the touch, yet with a hint of fleshiness; this thing seemed to be alive.

"This little shriveled monkey is quite fun."

Just as Chen Heng was about to casually put away the little shriveled monkey, he realized he was completely naked.

It was fortunate that there was no wind in the grotto, otherwise Chen Heng would have experienced the sensation of a cold breeze on his nether regions.

"Big Brother Chen!"

Just as Chen Heng was walking towards the ghost gate, Bai Jun's voice rang out above his head.

"What happened? Who beat you up like this?" Chen Heng asked with a frown, seeing Bai Jun's miserable appearance.

"It's nothing, where did that Wutong God go?" Bai Jun waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about him, and craned his neck to look around.

"No! How dare someone hit my man, I won't let him get away with it..."

Chen Heng waved his hand, how could he let his own people be bullied?

"It's really nothing." Bai Jun was still searching for the Wutong God, but found nothing.

"Quickly tell me who hit you!" Chen Heng grabbed Bai Jun's shoulder and pulled him in front of him.

"You hit me, alright!" Bai Jun hadn't intended to say it, but he couldn't stand Chen Heng asking him over and over again.

"Hmm?" Chen Heng was stunned for a moment, seemingly not understanding what Bai Jun had said.

"You hit me, I lost seven teeth, six ribs, and an arm!" Bai Jun sighed, pointing to his still gappy mouth as he spoke.

"..." Chen Heng.

"Then it's nothing."

He couldn't very well beat himself up, could he?

"These are all minor things, just take two tooth-filling pills when we go back." Bai Jun didn't care about his gappy mouth at all, still persistently searching for the Wutong God.

"Stop looking, I killed him." Chen Heng pointed to the former Wutong Sect a location within the Cult, which had already become a depression.

"If you absolutely must look, there should still be some ashes left."

As he spoke, Chen Heng pointed to where the Great Protector had turned to ashes; indeed, there was still a pile of ashes on the ground.

"..." Bai Jun.

"Big Brother Chen, I need to tell you something, but don't get agitated."

Bai Jun took a deep breath, looking at Chen Heng with a serious expression.

"Speak, my emotions are very stable." Chen Heng patted his chest, emitting a sound like clanging steel.

"The ghost gate has disappeared, it seems we can't go back."

"?" Chen Heng suddenly turned his head to stare at Bai Jun, looking utterly bewildered.

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"What do we do?"

"I don't know."

"..."

"..."

The two fell into an eerie silence, staring at each other, unsure of what to do.

"Big Brother Chen, don't stop talking, I'm scared..."

After a while, Bai Jun couldn't stand the eerie silence any longer and finally spoke.

"No big deal." Chen Heng also didn't know what to do; the few times he had come here, he had done nothing but act like a bandit.

"How could I forget that this ghost gate was opened by the Wutong Sect..."

Chen Heng scratched his head, a little annoyed, pondering a way to get home.

Suddenly, Chen Heng's eyes lit up, and he took a deep breath.

That's right, he remembered the black-robed figures he had seen in the sky earlier.

"Come with me, those people haven't gone far, we can catch up."

Chen Heng grabbed Bai Jun by the collar and was about to lift his foot, but Bai Jun stopped him.

"Uh, Big Brother Chen, I think you'd better put your... thing away."

Bai Jun pointed at Chen Heng's lower half, at the majestic Armstrong Cyclone Acceleration Armstrong Cannon.

"Good point." Chen Heng nodded in agreement, then glanced at Bai Jun's clothes, which were layered three deep.

"No, Big Brother Chen, you..."

Bai Jun hugged his chest with a look of horror, like a maiden encountering a hooligan.

"Lend me one." Chen Heng's mouth twitched twice, and he grabbed Bai Jun's outer garment, about to pull it down.

"Don't! If the outer garment is damaged, the Sleeve Universe will become ineffective..."

Before Bai Jun could finish speaking, Chen Heng had already ripped off Bai Jun's Daoist robe.

After simply wrapping it around his waist, Chen Heng looked at Bai Jun with some confusion.

"What did you say?"

With a bang, the Daoist robe wrapped around Chen Heng's lower half directly exploded into strips of cloth, and the two were immediately buried under a small mountain of medicinal herbs.

"..." Chen Heng.

"..." Bai Jun.

A few minutes later, Bai Jun used his pants to gather the mountain of medicinal herbs and tightly cinched his waistband.

"Big Brother Chen, the Sleeve Universe requires spiritual energy to sustain it; without spiritual energy, it becomes like this."

Bai Jun sighed, tightening his waistband again.

"Hmm, I know." Chen Heng nodded, saying nothing more.

He just stared blankly at the skirt made of strips of cloth around his waist.

"I never thought you had such a skill, kid."

For the first time, Chen Heng genuinely admired Bai Jun; this kid was really dexterous.

"Of course, if I weren't dexterous, I wouldn't even be able to draw talismans properly." Bai Jun was full of pride, puffing out his chest.

"It's just that my strength is too weak, as weak as a little chick."

"..." Bai Jun.

"Let's go, those people are running quite fast, it seems they know that things are finished here."

Chen Heng grabbed Bai Jun by the collar and, using the strength in his legs, jumped straight up from the spot.

"Slow~ down~!!!"

Bai Jun's face was puffed up like a balloon by the wind, and snot drew a long streak across his face.

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Meanwhile, the several people from Qianfa Tower did not know that Chen Heng had already set his sights on them.

They were all fleeing with pale faces.

In the bronze mirror, the Gold Badge Fashi's expression was also very grim; none of them had expected Chen Heng to be capable of directly annihilating the Wutong God!

"Fashi adults, this matter must be reported to the Tower Lord."

The black-robed man holding the bronze mirror had a pale face, and his fingers were trembling.

The battle just now was truly terrifying; such a large a location within the Cult had turned into a depression in the blink of an eye.

"I know, that guy just now is very likely not human."

"But another awakened God."

"We must immediately strike the Qian Fa Bell!"

"Yes, then we will return now." The black-robed man nodded, put away the bronze mirror, and fled with all his might.

Before the group had run much further, a dark shadow descended from the sky and landed in front of them.

"Oh, brothers, are you leaving without saying hello?"

"I haven't even collected your tickets for watching the show."

"You've been secretly watching me for so long, shouldn't you at least greet me?"

Chen Heng raised an eyebrow, looking at the group with a playful expression.

The black-robed figures from Qianfa Tower suddenly screeched to a halt, their expressions extremely grim.

"Burp!" Just as the atmosphere was exceptionally tense, Bai Jun, who was lying on the ground, let out a burp.

"Uh..."

"This is the first time in my life I've been full from drinking the northwest wind."