Yang Jian's Underhanded Scheme! Sun Wukong: They're Bullying This Monkey!

In the Nine Heavens Clouds, fierce astral winds howled.

Crimson-gold light spilled down as a terrifying aura surged.

Yang Jian wore silver armor and held the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade. Wen Zhong, Ling Jing, Nezha, and the others stood beside him, while the majestic Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals waited behind them.

"Later, everyone, hold back a little. Don't toy Sun Wukong to death. Let Giant Spirit God, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the others test Sun Wukong's strength first..."

Yang Jian spoke in an even tone.

To capture Sun Wukong, he had brought all the elite soldiers and fierce generals under the Judicial God of Heaven. The Golden-Winged Great Peng, the Howling Celestial Dog, and the Three-Headed Flood Dragon stood behind him, their Battle Intent boiling as well.

"Rest assured, True Lord. We know our limits."

"Look, the Four Seas Dragon Kings are here too. They seem to reek faintly of wine. Don't tell me they just attended West Sea Dragon King's Third Prince Ao Lie's funeral banquet?"

Nezha patted his chest and spoke righteously.

His sharp eyes flickered with demonic light. Seeing the Four Seas Dragon Kings riding clouds toward them, everyone quickly put on smiling faces as the dragons arrived before them.

After exchanging greetings, they gazed down together at Flower-Fruit Mountain, billions of miles away.

"Dao Friend Water God, three Dragon Kings, aren't you afraid of offending Sun Wukong beyond all repair? When he confronts Old Master, the Judicial God of Heaven, and the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King later, Sun Wukong will be so wronged that he won't be able to defend himself."

"Why don't you leave for now and let us handle matters here?"

Wen Zhong looked at Ao Guang and the other three as he made the suggestion.

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