Golden Horn and Silver Horn cried out in alarm:
"Master, this is bad!"
"Monkey Sun is about to escape..."
Taishang Laojun was also somewhat startled, and could not help exclaiming inwardly:
What exactly did this monkey eat?
Weren't they supposed to be Flat Peaches and Immortal Pills?
Even several thousand Immortal Pills should not have produced such might, should they?
No...
This was the aura of a saint's essence blood!
Taishang Laojun's eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Well, well!"
"You really spared no expense... Is this monkey really so valued by you?"
Taishang Laojun was immensely shocked, yet showed none of it on his face. Maintaining his usual calm and composed manner, he lightly waved the fly whisk in his hand.
Whoosh!
Hundreds of millions of white threads swept forth.
Like a mighty river, they descended upon the furnace lid!
Clang!
In an instant, they completely suppressed the lid, cutting off all the leaking aura. The Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace immediately returned to calm, and only then did Taishang Laojun smile at Golden Horn and Silver Horn.
"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and fan the fire! That monkey bullied you. Don't you want revenge?"
Golden Horn and Silver Horn continued working with all their strength.
Seeing this,
Taishang Laojun nodded lightly.
"Not bad, not bad... Let us refine him for seven times seven, forty-nine days first!"
At that moment, inside the pill furnace, within the boundless sea of fire, Sun Wukong had been directly knocked unconscious by the colliding forces within and without. Yet he still sat cross-legged steadily as the Nine Revolutions Primordial Technique circulated on its own within him, continuously refining the two kinds of saint's essence blood that had erupted!
One force was incomparably fierce and powerful, while the other was light, ethereal, and imbued