"These guys were formidable fighters when they were alive. Who would've thought they'd end up as just a pile of bones?"
Walking along the road leading into the Ancient God Ruins, Zhao Jun couldn't help but sigh softly as he looked at the scattered bones on the path beneath his feet.
"People die for wealth, birds die for food. It's always been this way since ancient times!"
Sun Wukong's mind flashed with a phrase that he naturally recited. It surprised him, though it seemed to be a memory from Lin Yi, the former master of the Time-Space Life-Death Talisman.
Since arriving in the Yuan Realm, the residual memories of the former master within the Time-Space Life-Death Talisman seemed to have been activated, continuously integrating into Sun Wukong's divine soul. Unconsciously, many words and actions that he had never encountered before would slip out, yet felt unusually familiar, as if it was natural to say and do them.
