Mediation

At this moment, Tang Sanzang was as frantic as ants on a hot pan because of what Sun Wukong had said before leaving. He paced back and forth in the room, utterly unable to calm himself.

When he saw Sun Wukong return, he had no time to worry about his fear of him and hurriedly asked:

"Sun Wukong, what exactly is the situation over at Spirit Mountain?"

Seeing Tang Sanzang's worried expression, Sun Wukong said with a grin:

"Monk Sanzang, the situation at Spirit Mountain isn't looking too good!"

"Progenitor Dragon brought over ten thousand dragons, while Di Jun led over ten thousand demons, and they gave the Buddhist Sect a thorough beating!"

"When that old fool Tathagata realized he couldn't win, he led his people into Spirit Mountain's protective formation and became a bunch of turtles hiding in their shells!"

"Unfortunately, that protective formation wasn't very sturdy either. It didn't take long for us to break it, rendering it completely useless!"

"Ten thousand dragons and ten thousand demons wreaking havoc on Spirit Mountain—the sight was spectacular beyond words!"

"What a pity. The Buddhist Sect had a backer, and that old fool Hongjun came out to mediate, so we couldn't completely destroy Spirit Mountain. What a shame!"

"But all the same, this time I finally collected a little interest from that old fool Tathagata. Hahaha..."

Sun Wukong spoke with such animated delight that Tang Sanzang was left gaping in shock, his entire body trembling.

He muttered in disbelief:

"How could this happen... Spirit Mountain, the holy land of the Buddhist Sect, actually suffered such a calamity and nearly got destroyed!"

After muttering a few words, Tang Sanzang glared angrily at Sun Wukong and said:

"Spirit Mountain is a sacred place where the Buddhist Sect cultivates in purity. The Buddhas there