Sun Wukong watched from the side with great interest, always feeling that the old Taoist still had some moves he hadn't used and couldn't be that weak.
And indeed, as he expected, the reason why the old Taoist suffered a backlash was that he looked at the old turtle first, missed with his attack, and had a sliver of his True Soul on the Spirit Sword shattered.
Now that he's been insulted so by the old turtle, naturally, he would no longer endure in silence.
After all, he was here to kill the two demons.
As for being the chosen ones by fate, he didn't know how many he had killed over the years; they were nothing more than two beasts with good luck.
"Since you're seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"
The old Taoist snorted coldly, finally stopped holding back, and directly released spiritual charm fluctuations, breaking free from his own seal.
