Seeing Han Guang escape and sensing that the green emperor was about to reach the other shore, the reincarnation palm formed by Emperor Fengdu was like a dream. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the Golden Cudgel in the sky.
Sun Wukong had a feeling that he could not use his strength in this fight. He had just met the ultimate illusion, but there was no shockwave from the collision. All he could do was to disturb the illusion layer by layer. He was obviously stronger than the opponent, but he had the power to destroy everything, however, he was overcome by softness and illusion. He was unable to break free for a short period of time.
With a snort, the golden cudgel retreated out of the spiritual mountain. The Monkey King stood in the cracks between the worlds. His fiery eyes looked at the green light that shone in all directions and the illusory river of time that surrounded the green emperor.
