"You are the one who is looking at the sky from the bottom of a well, not Old Sun!"
Sun Wukong spoke earnestly, with unwavering conviction.
"What do you, Pilgrim, know? I have even met Saints, is there anyone stronger than them? The Celestial Court is looked after by Saints; no one dares to intrude into the Celestial Court, let alone attack it!"
Upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, Marshal Tianpeng furrowed his brows and shook his head as he reprimanded.
After all, his Ancestor Master was a Saint, and he had once had the fortune to meet one. Now, though two Saints in the Celestial Court were hidden, one of their avatars was always stationed there. Who would dare seek trouble?
However, Sun Wukong, upon hearing Marshal Tianpeng's words, shook his head repeatedly and then said, "Do you really think that Saints represent the peak of the Three Realms?"
"There are no stronger beings above Saints?"
