So formidable, the Giant Spirit God was both shocked and angry.
He was a Golden Immortal, and his full-force strike was completely blocked.
Moreover, judging by Sun Wukong's expression, he clearly still had strength to spare. What kind of demon body was this, and why was it so powerful?
"Tsk tsk, I thought you were strong, but you're just a paper tiger, pretty but useless!" Sun Wukong sneered.
Even he hadn't expected the Giant Spirit God's attack to be so weak—it was simply beyond imagination.
"Damn monkey!"
The Giant Spirit God's face grew tense with rage, and his aura began to surge as he threw another punch at Sun Wukong.
This time he used his Divine Skills, with added gravitational force a thousand times over, significantly increasing the power of his punch.
A massive gale whipped up, howling madly.
Sun Wukong's face turned solemn as he finally started to take the Giant Spirit God's attack seriously.
Yet there wasn't a trace of fear in his eyes.
