The battle between Monkey and the Bull Demon King, though louder and more destructive, could not compare to the immense pressure from the Imperial Decree of the Primordial.
It was an incomprehensible power, one that made people feel despair, because their moves could wipe out a person effortlessly and incomprehensibly.
Such silent power was far more terrifying than the earth-shattering actions of Monkey and his fellows, and it sent a deeper chill down one's spine.
As the blast of air turned into a fierce wind sweeping into the distance, Lu Yu slightly raised his head in Flame Mountain and smiled, thinking to himself that Monkey must be having a great time.
Beneath him, a mysterious space had already appeared, with a pale blue rule quietly lying inside, surrounded by mysterious restrictions.
