In Western Heaven's Great Thunderclap Monastery, Rulai was using the Buddha Light Mirror to livestream the soul-reaping scene. He chuckled. "With Qiu Niu and Ying Zhao making a move, reaping his soul has gone quite smoothly..."
Randeng, beside him, chuckled as well. "One is the eldest of the Nine Sons of Ancestor Dragon, and the other was a Demon Marshal of the ancient Demon Court. Capturing a monkey at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm should be effortless... Hmm, actually, Wukong was quite lucky. His protective golden light failed to block the Soul Reaping Rope; otherwise, he would have been in trouble."
Maitreya picked up the thread. "Heh, that really is the case... If Sun Wukong hadn't been lucky enough for the Soul Reaping Rope to work, he might have suffered a bit. After all, even if the two of them simply used their immense mana directly, they could have dragged Sun Wukong's Divine Soul out of his body."
Before they could say more, Guanyin hurriedly said, "Oh no, this is really bad. Those two went way too far..."
In the Buddha Light Mirror, "You two vile demons! You dare reap the soul of your Grandfather Sun? Take this!" Even in his soul form, Sun Wukong's ferocity had not diminished. Channeling soul power, he actually condensed a phantom of the Golden Cudgel out of thin air and swung it at Ox-Head and Horse-Face!
Qiu Niu and Ying Zhao exchanged glances, each seeing a trace of amusement in the other's eyes.
"You still dare resist?" Qiu Niu snorted. He neither dodged nor blocked, allowing the phantom Golden Cudgel to strike him as though it were merely scratching an itch. He was a dragon son at the Quasi-Saint realm, with an exceptionally powerful body and Divine Soul. How could a soul form