The fox demons of Mount Tu had always lived within Mount Tu and had never ventured beyond it.
Yet merely hearing Sun Wukong's two lines,
made them feel as though they had witnessed the mountains and seas beyond.
However,
that calm atmosphere did not last long.
Very soon, the words "One strike to calm the sea, and ten thousand demons bow" echoed in their ears.
Accompanied by an earth-shattering boom, the Sea-Calming Divine Needle, carrying the will of "ten thousand demons bowing in worship," crashed down.
A violent golden shockwave raged outward from the point of impact, shredding the pink petals and ice and snow filling the sky. The entire territory of Mount Tu trembled violently beneath that world-shaking blow.
When the dust settled, Mount Tu's precisely operating joint formation had already collapsed completely.
Tushan Honghong, who had always served as the absolute core of their defense, was now barely keeping herself from falling by bracing both hands against the ground.
Her Insulating Claw, of which she had always been so proud and which was immune to all spells, trembled faintly. A visible red mark had even appeared on her palm from the shock.
For the first time, undisguised shock showed in her emerald eyes. She had clearly never expected that seemingly ordinary iron staff to contain such terrifying power, capable of ignoring the defensive laws of her technique.
Tushan Yaya was in even worse shape. The Endless Wine Gourd in her hand had rolled off to one side.
Her nine enormous fox tails hung limply upon the ground. The originally biting cold aura around her had been utterly scattered, and she looked as though she had just been hauled out of an ice cellar, her face pale as paper.
She gritted her teeth and tried to gather her demon