The immortals and gods turned pale, their expressions alternating between green and red. After a brief hesitation, however, they pushed their long swords back into their scabbards.
"Clang!"
The sound of the swords returning to their scabbards seemed even more pleasing to the ear than when they were drawn!
In the end, the battle still did not break out. Although the few immortals and gods held themselves in high esteem, they were not fools. If they insisted on fighting under these circumstances, the dignity of the heavenly court would be preserved, but their lives would certainly be lost.
"The heavenly court will not let this go! When the great army presses down, it will be your time of death!" One of the immortals and gods left behind such words before departing, like the stubbornness of a minister in the last years of any feudal dynasty. The difference, however, was that the heavenly court at this moment truly had some capital to speak such words.
After the few immortals and gods left, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Guanyin Bodhisattva remained silent for a moment. Standing upon the lotus platforms, they swept their gazes over Sun Wukong, the lion king, and the Golden-Winged Great Peng, then across the entire Lion King Mountain, and finally over the other Sun Wukong and An Yang by his side. At last, they sighed and said, "May all donors take care of yourselves. The power of the heavenly court is perhaps far more formidable than we imagine. What follows will be a bitter battle, and it may also be a catastrophe!"
Sun Wukong from five hundred years in the future gazed at them in silence. Clearly maintaining a human form, his eyes faintly turned into monkey eyes, flashing with brilliant light!
The Sun Wukong from five hundred years in