Primordial Era: Oh No, the Witch Tribe Has a Mastermind!
Chapter 952

One Blow Topples the Eight Trigrams Furnace

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Sun Wukong naturally did not know.

All he knew was what he had learned from the memories of his "previous life," along with the bits and pieces he had picked up from others during his time in the Heavenly Court...

Who would take the initiative to tell him such things?

Zhao Gongming and the others were close to him.

But they had never thought of it either!

Sun Wukong merely found it strange:

"These Flat Peach trees sure are sturdy. Even I, Old Sun, can shoulder mountains and hold up seas with ease, yet I can't pull one out in a single go..."

At that thought.

Sun Wukong lowered his body slightly.

He prepared to exert himself again, determined to uproot one!

Just then.

A voice called out:

"Wukong!"

Sun Wukong's body abruptly froze.

Looking toward the source of the voice, he saw Zhao Gongming and the others, all wearing worried expressions. Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, but in the next instant, his hand flashed, and the Golden Cudgel appeared!

"Take a blow from Old Sun!"

Boom!

The Golden Cudgel instantly grew larger and longer.

Carrying immense force and an unstoppable momentum, it came crashing down upon the group. Zhao Gongming instinctively drew the Sea-Suppressing Divine Whip and blocked it with a clang!

Nezha, standing nearby, was completely dumbfounded:

"Has this monkey gone mad?"

"Why is he attacking us..."

Before he could finish, Sun Wukong flashed away, fleeing beyond the Peach Garden and vanishing in an instant. Nezha was about to pursue him when Zhao Gongming stopped him.

"Forget it..."

"Wukong has already made up his mind!"

Zhao Gongming could naturally tell that Sun Wukong had attacked them the moment they met because he did not want to drag them into this. That strike had not been meant

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