Return to the Heavenly Court

Jade Emperor stood before the gods, looking at Sun Wukong, who likewise stood at the Head of the Demons, and snorted coldly.

"Sun Wukong, you were lucky to escape with your life, and now you think you're truly a match for my Heavenly Court? You don't know your own limits!"

"Old Jade Emperor, release Zi Xia! Otherwise, today I'll smash your Heavenly Court into ruins!"

"Release Zi Xia? Hahahaha!" Haotian threw back his head and laughed. "As the ruler of the Three Realms and supreme sovereign of the Heavenly Court, do I need a monkey like you to teach me how to act? Sun Wukong, you are nothing more than a mere monkey. How dare you point fingers at me!"

"I advise you to leave at once. Otherwise, if you fall here, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

Sun Wukong tightened his grip on the Golden Cudgel, leaped high into the air, and brought it down toward Jade Emperor's head.

The gods were horrified.

Had this monkey lost his mind? He actually dared to attack Your Majesty like this?

Haotian snorted, and an overwhelming aura swept outward.

The winds and clouds churned. It was as though Sun Wukong's throat had suddenly been seized; he froze in midair, unable to move, his face turning red from the strain.

"I had intended to wait for someone from the Buddhist School to come and suppress you, but you insisted on provoking me again and again! Then I shall suppress you myself. When the Buddhist School comes to plead for mercy, it will make no difference!"

Haotian spoke those words softly.

Only then did the gods understand. Your Majesty had already grown tired of playing along with this monkey.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong struggled in midair and did not hear those words.

His face