Glancing at the surrounding Demon Buddhas, the old turtle nodded, his face grave as he said, "I always feel that something is amiss; so many Demon Buddhas, yet none can subdue Sun Wukong. This indicates that his strength is incredibly formidable, most likely beyond the ordinary."
"I suggest we observe a while longer, to better discern the reality of our foe before we proceed."
Azure Dragon frowned, also feeling there was sense in the old turtle's words; Sun Wukong was indeed behaving oddly at this moment.
Though inclined to slow down their sneak attack, the other Demon Buddhas behind him were not pleased, speaking in sardonic tones, "The Azure Dragon Great Saint is so apprehensive, could it be that he has been frightened by Sun Wukong and dares not make a move?"
"Exactly, what is there to fear from a mere Sun Wukong? With so many demons here, a mere spit from us could drown him, what is there to be afraid of?"
