The Black Donkey began breaking the formation.
Zhou Heng didn't know how it did it. Anyway, it hammered here and there, sometimes gritting its teeth, sometimes with eyes shining and drool flowing, but three days later, it actually managed to open this stone gate.
"Worship me, Donkey Master is just so awesome!" The Black Donkey stood on its hind legs, crossing its front hooves on its chest, looking proud and arrogant, "Go ahead and praise me, I can handle compliments without getting carried away!"
"...Even if you become a Heaven-Earth Saint, you'll never change your inherently cheap nature!" Zhou Heng said, shaking his head.
"Baby, Donkey Master is here!" The Black Donkey shouted towards the dark mountain body. Behind the gate was a dark passage, about a hundred feet high, almost level with the mountain. In front of such a passage, Zhou Heng, the Black Donkey, and Little Fire looked like ants.
