"Huh? You're quite strong!"
Sun Wukong exclaimed admiringly as he pulled out his golden cudgel from his ear, his eyes brimming with the desire to fight.
Only an opponent like Yan Emperor was worth his effort.
Around Yan Emperor's body, flames leapt dozens of feet high, resembling a blazing cloak fluttering in mid-air. He said with a cold laugh, "Just don't lose too miserably!"
After transforming into a being of fire, his personality seemed to change as well, becoming arrogant and conceited.
Sun Wukong frowned upon hearing this, while Shi Gandang said in a deep voice, "Be careful, his cultivation is higher than ours!"
Shi Gandang, who was at the late stage of Daluo, had a small boundary higher than Sun Wukong and thus could sense more.
He had a feeling that he couldn't withstand Yan Emperor.
Boom—
