"Monkey, can you even handle this?"
On another battlefield, Lei Zhenzi asked Sun Wukong beside him irritably, "Can't you put in a little more effort?"
The enemy the two of them faced was Goddess Nüwa of the Primordial Universe.
Although Goddess Nüwa had neglected cultivation in recent years, she was still a Saint, an old-established Saint of the Primordial Universe. Her dislike of battle did not mean she was weak.
Perhaps among the Six Saints of the Primordial World, her strength ranked at the bottom. But in any other world, she would absolutely be the strongest one.
Sun Wukong and Lei Zhenzi had been among the last to be born in Multiverse China. Even after becoming Saints, they were somewhat weaker than Nezha and Yang Jian. Facing Goddess Nüwa left them struggling.
Sure enough, the two had already been beaten black and blue.
They should have been grateful that Goddess Nüwa used the Red Bridal Ball rather than some sword or blade. Otherwise, the two of them might have been carved into limbless stumps.
"You're the monkey! Call me the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!"
Wukong grumbled at Lei Zhenzi beside him.
"Great Sage, my ass. We've been beaten so badly that Mu-ge can barely recognize us, and you still dare call yourself a Great Sage?"
The two of them did indeed look miserable, their faces swollen and bruised.
Lei Zhenzi's birth was somehow connected to Adam of the Marvel World. Perhaps because of that, Lei Zhenzi possessed a knack for comedy. Even while getting beaten up, he could always toss out a few cheeky remarks.
"You have to consider who we're fighting!"
Wukong snapped, gritting his teeth. "I'm fighting Goddess Nüwa! Do you think this is some ghost or Tiger Vanguard? There are dozens of levels between them!"
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