The Demon Tribe's massive army of eighty million pressed onto the borders, endless to the eye—neither beginning nor end could be seen, their banners stretching across the sky, blotting out the sun.
When Wukong saw Kong Xuan catch up, he asked, "Did you get the Ginseng Fruit Tree?"
Kong Xuan nodded and replied, "Zhen Yuanzi wouldn't recognize what was good for him. His fate was already sealed, and I had only intended to borrow it. Who knew he would be so unreasonable? I had no choice but to conform to destiny and send him to the Deification Platform."
