Seeing this, Sha Juanlian of the Journey to the West Team immediately laughed and patted Zhu Tianpeng on the shoulder.
"Just as expected of you, Marshal Tianpeng. Your connections in the Heavenly Court are no joke."
At those words, Zhu Tianpeng proudly shook his head and replied.
"Of course. Back then, This Marshal commanded a million naval troops in the Heavenly Court. Whoever saw me had to call me Marshal."
"Now that I've joined the Journey to the West Team, I have to keep my spirits up. Can't embarrass myself."
With that, everyone continued on the road to seek scriptures in the Western Paradise, while the Heavenly Court's enforcement squads descended to the lower realm one after another.
Taibai Jinxing radiated the aura of a Quasi-Sage and casually waved his hand.
"Take them away. Throw them into the Heavenly Prison."
Meanwhile, at Celestial Abode on Kunlun Mountain.
Li Yuan lay leisurely in a rocking chair, watching Douyin livestreams.
He was following the Journey to the West Team's dungeon progress in real time.
When he saw the White Bone Demon easily defeated by Tang Sanzang and his disciples working together, he nodded in satisfaction.
"The current Journey to the West Team is nothing like the original Journey to the West Team of the Primordial World."
"Tang Sanzang, who used to love rambling on and on, has become a muscleman who starts throwing punches without another word."
"Sun Wukong, Zhu Tianpeng, Ao Lie, and Sha Juanlian are all top-tier fighters."
"Looks like there's no need to keep watching. I might as well play some games."
He was just about to open Primordial Chaos League and play a few rounds to relax.
When the space before him suddenly twisted.
A figure more familiar than familiar silently appeared before him.
The visitor was an