"Yang Sen, be careful!"
A deity with some acquaintance with Yang Sen couldn't help but shout at this moment.
Yang Sen watched as the many deities of the celestial Court changed their demeanor, and now someone was shouting anxiously, even wanting to help him.
He knew it was already too late, and he turned his head to look back.
And there he saw a sky full of staff shadows raining down.
The terrifying wooden staff smashed down directly. Although it was just a staff, it was refined from the trunk of the Peach Tree.
Its power was incomparable to ordinary Magical Treasures.
And with Sun Wukong exerting his full strength, the staff shone with a blinding light that spread open.
Boom!
Yang Sen was directly smashed by the staff, turning into endless spiritual light and divine blood spilled from above.
His Primordial Spirit also transformed into a beam of light that shot straight toward the sky, disappearing into the heavens, evidently returning to the Investiture of the Gods.
