Sun Wukong had no way to give a definite answer to this question, but things were currently developing in a positive direction.
As for whether Wu Feng would run into any trouble later on, he had no way of knowing.
However, Sun Wukong knew that if a Quasi-Saint-level great demon appeared, he would have to lead everyone away from this place immediately.
Although it would be extremely difficult for him to defeat a Quasi-Saint-level great demon, leading everyone away would be as easy as turning over his hand.
After all, some of the divine abilities he had learned were exceptionally powerful. When it came to escaping, even those Quasi-Saint-level great demons might not be able to catch up with them.
If he had not possessed those few divine abilities, Sun Wukong would have thought that he should lead the others away right then.
After all, every member of their group was extremely important. If they could complete this plan, they would be able to successfully prevent the Heavenly Court's catastrophe.
At the very least, they could delay the catastrophe until tens of thousands or even more than a hundred thousand years later.
Sun Wukong then entered a state of cultivation once more. He stopped paying any attention to everything happening in the outside world.
His heart soon became calm. He had already cast everything concerning Wu Feng out of his mind.
He knew that no matter how much he thought about it, it would be of no use at all. Instead, it would only waste time.
Now that his cultivation had reached such a realm, there were already very few distracting thoughts in his heart.
Meanwhile, Wu Feng had been drifting through the poisonous gas for a long time. Even he himself could no longer calculate how much time had