The air had frozen to its utmost, to the extent that it seemed as though the air around had solidified.
A bone-chilling coldness wafted from the Bodhisattva, causing everyone to feel a tremor in their hearts.
"The Bodhisattva, true to a Heavenly Immortal Level of eighty-six and blue quality, indeed has an extraordinary Cultivation Level!"
Without doing anything, just the shift in her mood seemed to plunge the environment into the depths of winter's coldest month, which secretly astonished Jiang Liu.
Sun Wukong and the White Dragon Horse, both shocked, stared at Wujing, completely mystified by what was happening. Without any provocation, what was up with Wujing today?
These words, they just didn't seem like something he would mistakenly say.
Could it be? Was it because of the Bodhisattva that he was manipulated?
But after thinking it over, Sun Wukong shook his head secretly. It's impossible, why would the Bodhisattva scheme against him without reason?
