Huo Yun Cave.
Blood gleamed in Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes. Her delicate body, wrapped in a purple dress, trembled uncontrollably as boundless Illusory Law rippled outward. Her aura seemed to be nearing Hunyuan Grand Unity.
In just a few short months, she had moved one step closer to the Hunyuan Dao Fruit.
"Amitabha. Guanyin Bodhisattva, why are you so irritable? This rampant aura could harm the flowers and plants, which would count as killing. Old Sun advises you to be a little kinder."
"To be honest, Daoist Cihang sounded better than your current title."
Sun Wukong held the Ruyi Jingu Bang, his claws scratching incessantly.
The mockery was off the charts!
"Shut your mouth!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva snorted and struck Sun Wukong with a wave of magic power. Though she hadn't hit a vital point, Sun Wukong went along with it, crashing to the ground in a miserable heap.
At once,
Tang Sanzang, Huanglong, and the others rushed to treat Sun Wukong's injuries. They made no effort to hide their resentment toward Guanyin Bodhisattva. Her standing in the Pilgrims' eyes had collapsed completely.
"Guanyin Bodhisattva, you harm your fellow disciples and bully those weaker than you. Wukong was only a little sharp-tongued, and you tried to kill him. You're utterly deranged and beyond saving!"
"If you've got the guts, come after me!"
"You filthy two-faced freak! Rot in hell..."
Fiercely protective of his own, Tang Sanzang immediately cursed Guanyin Bodhisattva out.
A torrent of foul language stirred up a storm.
Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression darkened further. Her hands clenched into fists until her knuckles turned white. The overwhelming might of her Quasi-Saint Peak cultivation bore down on Tang Sanzang, making him spit blood.
"Get lost!"
Since grasping the Illusory Law and gaining authority comparable to Buddha's, Guanyin Bodhisattva had let power go to