Sun Wukong pointed the As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel forward, fury almost spitting from his eyes.
"Is that so?"
Tathagata Buddha stroked his chin, still wearing an unconcerned smile as he spoke.
"Brother Monkey, why waste words on him? This guy is just asking for a beating. He won't hand over Master unless we beat him!"
Tianpeng stood to one side, looking at Sun Wukong before speaking.
Sun Wukong glanced at Tianpeng, then sprang into the air. The As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel in his hand flashed with dazzling light.
Tianpeng also shot diagonally upward from the side, raising the Nine-Foot Rake in both hands and sweeping out a huge arc through the air.
"Boom!"
Sun Wukong brought his cudgel crashing down onto the lotus throne.
Tathagata Buddha's figure was astonishingly nimble. He swiftly leaped backward and darted away.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong tightened his grip on the As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel and prepared to attack him again.
On the other side, Tianpeng also flew after him. Holding the Nine-Foot Rake, he swept upward from below, sending out another enormous arc.
Tathagata Buddha's eyes rolled a few times, gleaming with utter cunning. He looked at Sun Wukong and Tianpeng in turn.
Then he quickly reached into his robes with his right hand and pulled something out.
It looked like a cloth bag.
He held the bag open with both hands and suddenly shook it. The bag rapidly expanded, and a tremendous force of wind surged into it.
"What is that?"
Sun Wukong was stunned, his eyes filled with astonishment.
At that moment of distraction, he suddenly felt his grip loosen. The As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel had actually been sucked into the bag.
Looking toward the other side, he saw Tianpeng clutching the Nine-Foot Rake with both hands. The cloth bag was like the gaping maw of