Just as Wukong realized the severity of the situation, foreseeing a major catastrophe, he transmitted his thoughts to Sun Xingzhe and the others, but by then, the battle had already begun.
In Guanyin's Daoist temple, protected by a formation, despite being besieged by the four of them, she could still rely on the formation to desperately endure. Tremendous Primordial Qi surged into Mount Putuo, and Guanyin continuously sprinkled the weak water from her pure bottle, twisting the willow branches in her hand. With a swing, thousands of willow tendrils stretched out to entangle them.
"Guanyin, you are undoubtedly doomed today!" The Heaven-Defying Taoist said fiercely, wielding the World-Cleansing Dust Whisk and constantly clashing with Guanyin's willow branches.
