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Tang Sanzang watched Sun Wukong crouch on the horse's back. The longer he watched, the worse he felt.

Ever since that monkey had come out from beneath the Five Elements Mountain, he had not settled down for a moment!!

First he had killed the Five Directional Guardians. Then he had flown up into the sky and turned somersaults, darting into the clouds one moment and dropping back to earth the next. He was never still.

His voice was loud, his movements were larger than life, and even his laughter was wild, as though there was nothing under heaven he feared.

Tang Sanzang thought back to the way Sun Wukong had killed the Five Directional Guardians.

The five had begged for mercy, but Sun Wukong had not even spared them a glance. One punch each, and flesh and blood had flown everywhere.

Their bodies lay on the ground, blood soaking into the soil and staining a wide patch red.

In all his years, Tang Sanzang had never seen anything so bloody.

He closed his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name, but those images remained before him. He could not drive them away.

He was beginning to regret it!

He truly should not have let Sun Wukong out.

The Saint had said this monkey would protect him on his journey to the Western Heaven for the scriptures, but the moment the monkey came out, he had killed five people.

The Five Directional Guardians were divine beings of the Western Lands, with rank and spiritual attainment. Now that Sun Wukong had killed them, would Spirit Mountain simply let it go?

Forget fetching scriptures. He would be lucky to keep his life.

The more Tang Sanzang thought about it, the more vexed he became, and the darker his expression grew.

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