Just then, Kunpeng's hand slowly descended, aiming to obliterate the True Martial Great Emperor and his allies.
The True Martial Great Emperor gave a bitter smile, closed his eyes, and awaited the arrival of death.
He had not anticipated being so helpless against Kunpeng.
He had, after all, led his brothers into jeopardy.
He sighed in his heart, already resigned to his inevitable death.
Boom.
A loud bang erupted. The True Martial Great Emperor and his companions were blasted away by the powerful leftover mana.
They slammed heavily onto the ground, but they did not die, although their injuries were severely worsened.
"What's happening?"
The True Martial Great Emperor opened his eyes.
He saw a staff that had blocked Kunpeng's strike.
The owner of the staff was gritting his teeth and looking at Kunpeng with surprise.
Sun Wukong, he had arrived at the crucial moment and saved the True Martial Great Emperor.
"It's you."
A cold light flashed deep within Kunpeng's eyes.
