"I don't believe it! I, a Slaying Two Corpses Merit Saint, bolstered by the power of the Twenty-Four Heavens' Worlds, how could I possibly lose to this Demon Monkey?"
In Ran Deng Buddha's heart, it seemed as though ten thousand horses galloped past — he couldn't believe things had turned out this way. Sun Wukong had fought against so many of them single-handedly; why did this monkey possess such tremendous strength?
Even a Heavenly Dao Saint rarely had such strength. Sun Wukong was merely a Half-Step Saint. How could this be possible?
Meanwhile, the Wing Emperor was also bitterly complaining. Unlike the other mighty beings, he wasn't facing the clones of the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, but rather the external incarnation of Sun Wukong himself.
