At this moment, the Deities of the Celestial Court, atop the cloud peaks of Mount Huaguo, watched Sun Wukong and Yang Jian do battle with their divine skills.
Originally, it seemed Sun Wukong was about to be seized by the Golden-Winged Roc, but in the blink of an eye, a small snake wrapped around it, transforming into a big snake, the sight of which, about to devour the roc, was tremendously terrifying.
"How is this possible? Could it be that Erlang Shen is going to lose?"
"Impossible, impossible, how could Erlang Shen lose!"
"..."
Seeing this scene unfold, the vast armies of the Celestial Court couldn't help but discuss fervently among themselves.
"It can't be, could it be just as I had guessed?"
At this, seeing Yang Jian at a disadvantage, Taibai Jinxing also couldn't help feeling that it was as he had suspected.
But then he shook his head, thinking it couldn't be possible.
