In the blink of an eye, the sky grew turbulent with a surge of thunder, and a myriad of Calamity Thunder descended, completing the last strand of energy, making the runes shine bright, emitting a blinding purple gold light.
Sun Wukong looked up, and at this moment, he finally felt a trace of apprehension. His entire demon body autonomously circulated its energy, acutely aware of the external threat.
"Not bad, this move is starting to look impressive. Hurry up and bring it down!"
Sun Wukong urged, then spread his arms wide, evidently intending to face the purple lightning directly with his demon body.
"Presumptuous!"
The old Daoist was completely infuriated by him, madly operating the runes and condensing Purple Gold Divine Thunder, then thunderously bringing it down, turning the entire Sword Array into a purple gold space.
