Kunlun Mountain, Lotus Lantern Plane.
Chenxiang gazed at the scenes playing out in the Celestial Screen, recalling the three trials Erlangshen had put him through beneath Mount Hua. Viewing these events now from a third-party perspective, he was no longer the ignorant, childish Chenxiang of the past. His expression shifted subtly as he seemed to ponder the entire affair.
Trained by Sun Wukong, Chenxiang was no longer the simpleton he used to be. He knew that the Erlangshen of back then had merely been an avatar formed from concentrated essence and breath. Though devoid of genuine spiritual energy, every word and action had been controlled by the master of that essence. In other words, that projected form was just a spell—a lifeless construct created by the caster to mechanically execute commands without a shred of emotion, meaning it would never pull its punches against him.
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