He understood that he was three Great Realms away from a Martial Saint, which was the difference between heaven and earth.
If he were really to eliminate a Demon Saint of Hundred Saints Mountain, even the weakest among them, it would be impossible for him.
"I didn't tell you to complete this mission now! Come find me after you have completed this mission!"
That monkey wrote.
Duan Gujin had a conversation with the monkey, but in the end, he returned without accomplishing anything.
"That monkey is too arrogant!"
Duan Gujin massaged his temples; he had no idea what the monkey was really thinking.
Logically, the monkey should know that with his current strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to find the Demon Saint's inner core.
"Is that monkey deliberately making things difficult for me?"
After pondering without success, he could only place his hopes on forging a Dark Weapon to defeat those three Inner Sect Disciples.
"I should craft a very powerful Hidden Weapon!"
