"This monkey..."
Puzhen leaned against the corner of the wall, watching Sun Wukong and swallowing repeatedly.
Before he had passed out in the great battle, Sun Wukong had not yet appeared, so he had not witnessed Sun Wukong's frenzied state.
But the aura now leaking from Sun Wukong was enough to chill his courage.
Patriarch Bodhi stroked his long beard and asked, "Disciple, how is your body?"
Yang Jian was silent, staring at Patriarch Bodhi, deep in thought.
Sun Wukong was startled for a moment, then turned to Patriarch Bodhi, quickly got out of bed, knelt down, and said, "Greetings, Master."
His memory had fully awakened. He was thrilled by the thought of having killed so many saints, but he felt ashamed at the idea that he almost killed Li Yuanba.
When it came to Qiuming Emperor, his brows furrowed involuntarily.
At that moment, Qin Jun, accompanied by Li Yuanba, Ji Bubai, Fuxi, Dead Road, and Houtu, entered the room.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
