Puff.
He was smashed by a stick, flesh and blood flying everywhere.
All members of the Winged Tribe turned pale, as their Great Elder had just died before them, and now their Main God had died in front of them as well.
When Sun Wukong's gaze fell upon them, it immediately changed their expressions.
This Demon God clearly did not plan to let them go.
Just then, the flesh and blood of the Winged Tribe's Main God shone, transforming into Emperor's appearance.
His expression was icy, staring at Sun Wukong, displaying anger.
"It's you again."
Emperor Jun roared angrily, his eyes filled with a terrifying intent to kill.
"Yes, it's me again. You attack me, and you think I shouldn't strike back? Let me tell you, Emperor Jun, you think it's easy to return to the Three Realms? More so, even if you do come back, I, Old Sun, will finish you. The Three Realms don't need you coming back to wreak havoc."
Sun Wukong confronted him sharply.
