Sun Wukong felt the immensely angry gaze of Immortal Huli as he helped his master, Xuanzang, down.
"Master, how are you?"
Zhu Bajie and Sand Monk hurriedly came over.
Xuanzang waved his hand calmly, muttering, "Amitabha Buddha!"
Seeing that Xuanzang was unharmed, Wukong then turned to the three immortals.
"How about it? Are you willing to admit defeat this time?"
Wukong spoke slowly; they had already lost twice.
Upon hearing Wukong's words, Immortal Huli, who had been feeling a bit better, nearly rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
The King of the Cart Slow Kingdom, seeing his State Preceptor defeated again, had no choice but to let them pass.
"Since you have won again this time, then..."
Before the King of the Cart Slow Kingdom could finish, Luli Immortal interjected, "Your Majesty, my elder brother has been suffering from a latent illness, which flared up after reaching high altitudes and being blown by the fierce wind, causing the monk to win!"
