Convergence

Sun Wukong leisurely rode his cloud, looking down at the earth below as relaxation washed over his heart.

At this point, he had already continuously executed over a dozen Somersault Clouds, simply not believing that anyone could still catch up to him.

Pity,

he himself could not withstand using the Somersault Cloud consecutively; otherwise, he would have been simply invincible.

One must know that a single somersault covered one hundred and eight thousand li, which meant fifty-four thousand kilometers in a single leap.

A single somersault was just a flip in the air, accomplished in about one or two seconds.

The distance between the moon and the earth was only three hundred and eighty thousand li, reachable in about a dozen seconds.

Precisely because of his confidence in this speed, Sun Wukong had walked right into Tathagata's palm.

Right at that moment, Sun Wukong felt a violent jolt in his heart, a sensory reaction to a powerful opponent.

Sun Wukong halted his speed and looked toward a black figure in the distance. From afar, he felt intense hostility, and judging by the speed of the cloud, he knew the newcomer was definitely no simple character.

Brave and bold, Sun Wukong did not immediately flee, choosing instead to wait and see the newcomer first.

Sun Wukong did not believe he was so unlucky that he could encounter two people capable of beating him in a single day.

"Hey, what kind of petty deity are you, daring to show hostility toward old Sun here?" Sun Wukong shouted loudly.

Before long,

the distant black dot appeared not far from Sun Wukong. It was a handsome-faced man clad in battle armor.

"Sun Wukong?"

"You know old Sun too?" Sun Wukong asked in confusion, confirming that he had definitely never seen this person before. His