"I don't know, Eldest Martial Brother. I was holding on to Master's hand the whole time."
"The scent of these flowers is strange. My head feels dizzy. I must have let my guard down for a moment and accidentally released his hand."
Little White Dragon turned to Sun Wukong and said,
"Tsk! You're so useless. You fell for such a minor spell. The master must have been captured by a demon!"
Sun Wukong cursed furiously.
"I'm feeling dizzy too, Eldest Martial Brother. What did you just say?"
Tianpeng's voice came from within the thick fog.
"I can't hold on much longer. The more I smell this floral fragrance, the dizzier I get. I can barely stand!"
General Juanlian suddenly spoke.
"Everyone, hold your breath, then circulate the True Qi within your bodies. This is a spell cast by a demon."
Fahai's voice came from within the thick fog.
After Fahai said that, everyone immediately did as he instructed. They held their breath one after another and began circulating the True Qi within their bodies to resist the floral fragrance attacking them from all sides.
However, moments later, the thick fog dispersed. Thorny vines still covered the area before them, but when everyone looked around, they discovered that Tang Sanzang was no longer there.
"Ao Lie! You were holding on to Master, and you still managed to lose him? Are you really the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace?"
Sun Wukong looked at Little White Dragon angrily and spoke.
"Eldest Martial Brother, this floral fragrance really makes people dizzy. What could I do?"
Little White Dragon Ao Lie looked innocent as he turned to Sun Wukong and spoke.
Sun Wukong glared at Little White Dragon and was about to say something when Fahai stepped forward to stop him. "Wukong, this isn't