I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 1338: Source of Pollution

"A disgusting stench." Sun Wukong swung the Golden-Hooped Rod, directly smashing the Norse gods who had fallen into madness before him into a pulp of flesh and blood. He stepped back a few steps with a disgusted frown. "Such a disaster... I've never seen it before." Zhou Ping looked up at the peak of the divine mountain, his gaze fixed on the scarlet eyeball silhouette shrouded in the clouds…