Cold sweat poured down his face, and a chill ran through him.
Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp channeled his magic power, summoning countless runes and strands of order to form a barrier behind him and fend off the incoming thunderous strike.
Time seemed to freeze, and space fell still.
Several breaths later.
Only then did Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp turn around. The Ruyi Jingu Bang was just a few feet away, and Sun Wukong was staring at him with a teasing expression and a playful smile.
"Old Randeng, it's been ages! I've missed you dearly!"
"Old Sun was just messing with you. Why would I steal Yang Jian's kill? Even if you die, you'll be buried beneath that Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd! Hahaha..."
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, his face twisting into a mocking grin.
Then—
He flipped through the air, vaulted over Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp's head, and appeared before Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian, I'm a pretty good friend, aren't I?"
"You're fighting Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp, and I'm right here cheering you on. If you really can't handle him, I can reluctantly step in and smash his head with the Sky-Supporting Giant Staff. That wouldn't be a problem."
"Ever since the Journey to the West Tribulation ended, Old Sun hasn't truly used his supernatural powers in hundreds of years. Now that I think about it, I'm itching to stretch my legs."
Sun Wukong was spirited and carefree, never afraid of anything.
Though he stood on a battlefield, surrounded by killing intent, he showed not a trace of fear. Instead, he strolled about as casually as if he were in his own garden, chatting and laughing with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian smiled. "You cheeky monkey, save your strength! You command the Chaotic Dao and War Dao Principles and can