"Big brother Yang, Wukong, he..."
"He triggered the Heavenly Punishment and Tribulation Thunder himself, only he can bear it. We can't help!"
Erlang God Yang Jian interrupted Nezha's words, forcibly dragging Nezha to the lowest platform. At that moment, spatial fluctuations peaked. A circular portal grew from small to large, revealing the passageway to the outer Martial Arts Field.
"Quick, get out!"
Erlang God Yang Jian urged.
"But Wukong, he..."
Nezha hesitated a bit, but Erlang God Yang Jian pushed him towards the spatial passageway: "No buts, if we stay, we'll only be unlucky with him! Whether he can withstand the Heavenly Punishment and Tribulation Thunder depends on his own fate!"
Just as the two squeezed through the passageway, the Heavenly Punishment and Tribulation Thunder also reached its pinnacle, and with a thunderous roar, it struck down towards Sun Wukong's head.
"Swoosh!"
