Restoring the Spirit Root, Seeking Guanyin's Aid

Outside the Five Villages Temple side hall, voices of questioning and abuse rose one after another. Zhu Bajie snapped back, while Sand Monk lowered his head in shame.

As time passed, the two Daoist boys' insults grew increasingly vile, thoroughly enraging Sun Wukong.

He raised his hand and blew on his fingers. A beam of white light descended upon the two Daoist boys, binding them to the ground.

Then he transformed into a streak of white light and flew away, appearing beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree. He summoned the Ocean Stabilizing Divine Needle and swung it at the tree.

Boom! In the end, Sun Wukong knocked the Ginseng Fruit Tree to the ground.

When he returned to the side hall, his anger had subsided, but the thought of the ancient Grand Power Realm expert, Zhen Yuan Da Xian, filled him with dread and unease.

After thinking it over, he rose and looked at Xuanzang.

"Master, let's go. Leave this place."

"Bajie, Wujing, hurry and pack our things."

Still unaware of what had happened, Xuanzang looked utterly baffled as they swiftly left Five Villages Temple and sped far away.

"Wukong, let us slow down a little!" Xuanzang said to Sun Wukong, dizzy from the jolting ride.

"Master, bear with it for now. We'll rest after we cross the mountain ahead."

Xuanzang could only nod helplessly.

The group traveled day and night, finally crossing the mountain ahead. Thinking they were safely far from Five Villages Temple, Xuanzang and the others stopped by the roadside.

Just as they thought they had escaped disaster, a majestic, sacred voice rang out from the skies.

"You dare destroy my Ginseng Fruit Tree? Where do you think you're running?"

In an instant, Heaven and Earth Darkened. An enormous sleeve appeared high in the air, and fierce winds