"I see that Venerable has no good intentions."
Between the clouds and mist, Immortal Zhen Yuan and Sun Wukong walked side by side.
He said, "Xingtian fights without distinguishing between friend and foe, the Venerable must have determined that he would destroy the Star Official before leaving."
Sun Wukong nodded, not denying the possibility.
"Now that it has come to this, finding the head is the top priority."
Sun Wukong said, "Heavenly Dog, I'll have to trouble you again."
"Yes."
The Heavenly Dog following behind responded.
In this world without a Mountain God, how do you find a head buried inside a mountain in such a vast land?
The only option is to rely on the Heavenly Dog's sense of smell.
The two men and the dog returned to the mountains they first arrived at.
After Xingtian's rampage, many mountain ranges had collapsed, and the land had been levelled.
The Heavenly Dog approached the immobile headless Giant and started sniffing around it.
"Can you smell anything?"
