"Dammit!"
"Goddamn Tang Emperor, there goes the monastic robe I bought on credit!"
"That son-of-a-bitch Tang Emperor is completely acting like a beast now, isn't he!"
A group of immortals cursed Tang Emperor Li Stimin just like hoodlums on the street.
They were the very immortals assigned to protect Tang Sanzang.
The ones protecting Tang Sanzang in the Journey to the West were not just the four of Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, and the White Dragon Horse.
Actually, those four were not really there to protect Tang Sanzang, as their primary duty was to clear obstacles.
The ones assigned to protect him were secretly dispatched by Buddha Tathagata: the Six Dings and Six Jias, the Five Directional Protectors, the Four Duty Officers, and the eighteen Guardian Protectors of the Faith—a total of thirty-nine immortals.
Sensing that something was terribly wrong, they directly violated protocol and transferred Tang Sanzang out of Jindou Cave.
As a result...
They still miscalculated.
The distance they ran was not far enough.
Caught in the outer shockwave of the mushroom cloud, the immortals responsible for the rear-guard action now looked disheveled, their monastic robes and magical treasures shattered.
Almost all of them were cursing Wang Ming's eighteen generations of ancestors.
Even if Wang Ming heard these curses, he remained entirely unconcerned.
Wang Ming: What does the Li Shimin you are cursing have to do with me, Wang Ming?
If necessary, he would even follow along with a couple curses.
Wang Ming walked over to Sun Wukong.
At this moment, Sun Wukong lay on the ground, unconscious. Wang Ming bent down to inspect him and found that the Diamond Cutter, thrown by the Green Ox Demon in a fit of rage, was truly formidable.
He figured Sun Wukong had suffered another concussion.
That's right!