Looking at the corpse of the large python not far away and the other python twitching beside it, Sun Wukong suddenly felt a bit dazed. From life to death, and then from death to life, such huge ups and downs are not something ordinary people can withstand. Just as Sun Wukong was somewhat in a trance, a person suddenly appeared next to the python that was still twitching.
Sun Wukong watched as the person huffed and puffed, attacking the twitching python on the ground with a pair of pale blue ring-shaped weapons. Rubbing his eyes, Sun Wukong suddenly saw clearly, the special weapons and the sky full of ice flowers blossoming with each strike were actually Xi Zhao's. So, he was also alright, thank goodness, seeing him appear at this time, he must have been saved by this person too.
