By now, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals had advanced to Sun Wukong's chest, but that was where he stopped them.
In his desperation, Sun Wukong had accidentally learned the Three Heads Six Arms Technique. Though he wasn't yet proficient in the spell, his insight was so keen that it took him only a little while to grasp most of its essence.
Now, a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were trapped among the arms at Sun Wukong's chest. They were not only beset by the monkeys formed from his body hair, but also had to stay alert to the threat posed by his two newly conjured arms.
The soldiers were at a loss for what to do. Their magic power was no match for Sun Wukong's, and when forced to face such a powerful opponent, they had already lost most of their fighting spirit.
The Heavenly Soldiers still gathered their magic power together, forming something like a Protective Shield above the heads of all the immortals to defend themselves and launch attacks.
Although the Protective Shield was useful, it had its drawbacks. The soldiers' magic power was not inexhaustible, and with every use it dwindled. By now, the shield was on the verge of collapse.
Worse, the hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were in an extremely awkward position. They couldn't advance, and retreating would be just as difficult, because they were surrounded by monkeys.
The monkeys kept attacking the soldiers' shield. Though they kept disappearing, Sun Wukong didn't care at all; they were nothing more than body hair from his own body.
Compared to the number of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, he had a hundred times as many hairs. And most of them could become monkeys again even after being forced back to their original form, so the monkeys