"Take!"
Having struck down Indra with a heaven-shaking blow, Sun Wukong looked somewhat regretfully at Vishnu and Lutoro, chanted a Dharma Decree to recall his clones, then turned and mounted his Somersault Cloud. He flew along the Yellow Springs road toward the direction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Realms. Originally, he had wanted to deal with Vishnu and Lutoro as well, but now it seemed impossible. The Asura King, Sovereign Mara Papiyas, was coming, and his cultivation was at the Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm. For now, Sun Wukong had no intention of contending with a powerhouse of the Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm. It was better to avoid confrontation.
By the time the Asura King, Sovereign Mara Papiyas, arrived on the scene, Sun Wukong's figure had already vanished at the edge of vision. He couldn't help but feel inwardly shocked; this guy could actually fly on a cloud in the Netherworld, and his speed was so fast!
"Vishnu, Lutoro, are you both alright?"
