Nezha saw the person who suddenly appeared before him and couldn't help but look somewhat dismayed.
Clearly, this time Buddhism was not intending to let him go.
To actually set up an ambush here, and the person they sent was no weakling either, a solid Great Luo Mid-Stage, one of the Eight Great Vajras of Buddhism.
"Buddhism, bullying the weak, huh!"
Nezha grumbled under his breath, but he did not continue to flee.
He knew he couldn't escape this time.
"Prepare to die!"
The Vajra, wielding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, swung it toward Nezha.
With such might, it was not something Nezha could resist; he could only stand there and wait.
But just then, a golden staff suddenly flew out, knocking the Demon-Subduing Pestle away.
Sun Wukong appeared before everyone's eyes and said to Nezha, "Run!"
