At those words, some of the gods within the formation immediately rose and flew out of the Map of Mountains and Rivers.
A glint flashed through the Monkey King's eyes. Supporting himself with the Golden Cudgel, he swayed as he stood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gathered wisps of cloud beneath his feet.
"Monkey, you're this badly hurt. What are you joining the fun for?" Seeing the Monkey King in such a state, Nezha immediately flew over.
"It's just a minor injury."
"A minor injury? Aside from Yang Jian, you're the most seriously injured person in the entire Heavenly Court! Those Indian Chief Gods nearly joined forces and chopped your head off!" Nezha firmly shook his head. "Just stay here obediently. We'll be enough."
The Monkey King snorted coldly, raised the bloodstained Golden Cudgel in his hand, and smashed it heavily onto the ground. The ink-wash mountains formed within the Map of Mountains and Rivers suddenly trembled!
"Don't forget, when I went to the Western Heaven, the title I was bestowed was Victorious Fighting Buddha... When it comes to fighting, who can surpass me?" the Monkey King said calmly. "Even injured, stopping two Chief Gods won't be a problem."
Feeling the violent divine power surging from within the Monkey King, Nezha stared at him complicatedly for a moment before sighing and saying no more.
"Has Yang Jian awakened?"
"No." The Monkey King turned to glance at the bloodied figure at the center of the formation, whose aura was exceedingly faint. "His life is tough. He won't die anytime soon..."
Nezha nodded. "He's safe here. Let's go."
Numerous divine figures swept over the Map of Mountains and Rivers and vanished without a trace.
Inside Chennan Pass.
"I am Zuo Qing, Commander of the Night Watchmen