After the Spirit Medium, several streaks of light tore across the sky in quick succession, racing toward this place!
"Yang Jian!!"
A youth in a red hoodie, standing atop Wind Fire Wheels, fixed his gaze on the blood-red figure in the clouds being frantically besieged by the gods of the Heavenly God Temple. His pupils suddenly contracted.
With a low roar, a golden divine ring shot from his wrist!
The Qian Kun Ring rushed into the clouds, forcibly scattering the interwoven divine light. Gripping a Fire-Tipped Spear, the red figure whistled toward the Indian gods surrounding Yang Jian!
"Dead monkey! If you'd been any slower, he would've died!!" Nezha roared at the empty air behind him.
The instant his words fell, a dazzling golden beam rapidly extended from the clouds hundreds of kilometers away from Chennan Pass. Moments later, the outline of an absurdly enormous Golden Cudgel crashed through the clouds and smashed straight down at the Indian gods near the Void Gate!
Unlike Nezha, who had been stationed at neighboring Bore Pass, Monkey King had ridden the Somersault Cloud at full speed all the way from the War Pass in northwestern Great Xia. With the Somersault Cloud's downright outrageous speed, he had arrived almost simultaneously with Nezha, who had been the closest.
Even though he was still hundreds of kilometers away, this strike had already reached the Indian gods' faces!
The Golden Cudgel was simply too massive. The divine might swirling around it forcibly drove back several Indian Chief Gods. As they instinctively retreated to either side, a red figure atop flaming wheels streaked through the sky. The Hun Tian Ling shot forth, instantly binding a blood-soaked figure and speeding away into the distance!
"Yang Jian! Are you all right? Yang Jian!!" Nezha shouted anxiously, holding the figure in