Little Western Heaven.
Countless divine abilities descended upon Lesser Thunderclap Monastery. In an instant, the mountains crumbled and the earth split apart, every illusion vanished, and even the palaces were reduced to nothing.
The entire mountain peak had disappeared without a trace!
"Thank goodness I reacted in time and spent my Origin Mana to set up a barrier. With these Golden Cymbals as the final defense, otherwise I really would have perished on the spot."
"Old Demon Yellow Brow, are you all right?"
Bodhisattva Lingji's aura was weak, and bright red blood still stained the corners of his mouth. The terrifying blast had left his blood surging and his meridians in disarray.
He turned to look at Old Demon Yellow Brow, only to find him in a wretched state.
His limbs and chest were riddled with holes.
The Golden Cymbals were also battered and full of holes, with the radiance of the Sun Star shining through them.
The Human Seed Bag and the Short Soft Wolf Tooth Club had long since been reduced to ashes.
"Third Senior Brother, there's a Golden Cymbal here. It's a bit battered, though. What should we do with it?"
Tang Sanzang and the others reached the ruins. Sha Heshang was the first to spot the Golden Cymbals on the ground, but they looked so filthy and battered that he couldn't even be bothered to pick them up.
"That's easy. Smash them!"
Before anyone else could react, Zhu Bajie seized the Shang Bao Qin Jin Pa, channeled his magic power, and attacked the Golden Cymbals.
Crack!
The Golden Cymbals shattered, exposing Bodhisattva Lingji and Old Demon Yellow Brow to the open air.
But the Shang Bao Qin Jin Pa still carried the force of its strike, hurtling toward their brows.
"Damn... Better him than me. You