It seemed that Zhu Bajie knew what this golden hoop represented.
Sun Wukong probably knew as well. Wu Feng saw Sun Wukong grinning gleefully beside him.
But at that moment, a scene suddenly appeared in Wu Feng's mind. Tang Sanzang, whose body was a full hundred meters tall, held five golden hoops in his hands and tightly bound the five disciples beside him, preventing them from leaving his side.
Among them were Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and White Dragon Horse. The last person was actually Wu Feng himself.
Wu Feng's mind thundered when he saw this scene.
Wu Feng remembered that this scene was part of Tang Sanzang's secrets, which he had glimpsed through Grand Supreme Elder Lao.
In the wilderness, five powerful disciples, the shortest of whom was Wu Feng, each stood a hundred meters tall. Yet all of them were firmly bound by golden hoops. Ropes were attached to the hoops, and Tang Sanzang held the other ends in his hands.
Tang Sanzang wore an expressionless face as he stared ahead, looking just like some great beast tamer.
Wu Feng felt the shock of this scene in his heart. At the same time, he searched his own body for the presence of that golden hoop.
"So this scene is actually showing the outcome of the future? And right now, I haven't been fitted with a golden hoop yet? The same goes for Sun Wukong? Zhu Bajie was simply too aggressive, so Tang Sanzang brought out the golden hoop ahead of time?"
The shocking scene gradually faded from Wu Feng's mind. Looking at Zhu Bajie rolling around on the ground, trapped by an invisible golden hoop, Wu Feng could not help feeling a sense of shared grief.
Tang Sanzang was far too terrifying.
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