Far away, atop the clouds.
A familiar figure came toward him with the Jingu Bang on his shoulder, swaggering with a wild, unbridled defiance even more Sun Wukong than Sun Wukong himself.
Every step brimmed with arrogance and swagger.
It was as though that wildness had been carved into his very bones. He looked more like Sun Monkey than the Sun Monkey Yang Jian was fighting.
He looked more like Sun Monkey!
But...
Wasn't Sun Monkey fighting him right now? Then who was that other monkey?
An Illusionary Technique?
"Sun Wukong, do you think these tricks will frighten me?"
Erlang God sneered. "We've both cultivated to this level. Do you think I wouldn't recognize your moves and tricks? This little act of yours is laughable."
"Did you really think I couldn't tell that was an Illusionary Technique?"
"What Illusionary Technique?"
'Sun Wukong' followed his gaze and froze. Then his face twisted with contempt. "Erlang God, this little act of yours is laughable. You conjured an illusion to fool me and distract me? What do you take me for?"
"You think a petty trick like that could scare me?"
"You still won't admit it? Fine. I'll help you identify it!"
"Heh, trying to trick Old Sun again? Ridiculous!!!"
"Which of us is ridiculous? You conjured a paltry illusion to deceive me, and now you're pretending you know nothing? You're even more ridiculous!"
"If that illusion isn't yours, do you dare let me smash that fake body?"
"You think I'm afraid? Let's do it!!!"
Boom!!!
Both charged at Sun Wukong. The force unleashed by the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade and the Jingu Bang was terrifying; clearly, each had thrown this attack in a fit of pique.
On Yang Jian's side, the blade of force raised by his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade split the sea