"There's nothing impossible!"
Zhu Bajie stepped forward, lightning flashing all around him.
Terrifying, violent lightning Dao patterns still shimmered across his robe. His eyes were filled with a cold killing intent. He had already marked the Elephant Spirit for death.
"Dare you fight Old Pig?"
The Shang Bao Qin Jin Pa gleamed with a razor-sharp chill, its Dao Resonance as a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure surging without pause.
Seeing this, the Elephant Spirit grew even more anxious.
His own treasure was only a spear, a high-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasure refined from the resentful souls of countless humans. He never expected that after Zhu Bajie had been gone for just three days, the Shang Bao Qin Jin Pa would become a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.
At that moment, the Elephant Spirit could hardly believe his titanium-alloy eyes!
"Hey, you hairy punk, are you afraid of my junior brother?"
Seeing the Elephant Spirit's fearful hesitation, Sun Wukong immediately stepped forward to provoke him. He knew what was what: Zhu Bajie had already gained unparalleled combat strength, and the Elephant Spirit could never be his match.
All they had to do was anger the Elephant Spirit and force him to join the arena's bloody battle.
Then killing him would be as easy as reaching into a bag to grab something, wouldn't it?
Sure enough, the Elephant Spirit flew into a rage. His spear cut through the air, and ignoring the Nine-headed Lion Spirit and the Void Divine Eagle as they tried to stop him, he leaped straight into the arena.
Rumble!
Thunder exploded, shaking the soul.
An invisible set of rules enveloped the mountaintop. The arena, nearly a hundred li across, and the surrounding void stretching for tens of millions of li would become the battlefield for the Elephant Spirit and Zhu Bajie's