Hearing Xi Zhao's words, Sun Wukong was startled. He hadn't expected that pile of rocks to be a Soul Beast, and one that had fused with eight Laws, a Nine Patterns Soul Beast! Wukong suddenly felt his body stiffen. Although he and Xi Zhao could easily slaughter Eight Patterns Soul Beasts, facing a Nine Patterns Soul Beast was a different story. If it had fused with three or fewer Dao Patterns, they might fight to a draw or seize an opportunity to kill it, but with more than three Dao Patterns, they wouldn't even think about it—they'd run.
It simply wasn't a fight they were in any way equipped for. So facing that pile of rocks—oh no, the Supreme Saint Armor Turtle—Wukong had not the slightest desire to challenge it.
