So Yao Yun kept a low profile, slowly bringing out the spear and holding it upright before his chest. "Come on! Let me see just how strong Spirit Mountain's second-in-command really is!" Yao Yun continued, speaking without a filter. But though his words were crude, they weren't wrong: Guanyin Bodhisattva could indeed be considered Spirit Mountain's second-in-command. After Mahavairocana, she held the greatest authority and strength.
Calling her second-in-command really wasn't an exaggeration.
"Why? I keep feeling like you're incredibly familiar to me."
Faced with Yao Yun's teasing, Guanyin Bodhisattva no longer reacted angrily. But with his formidable strength and arrogant, overbearing personality, she felt she really had seen Ye Chen somewhere before.
"Familiar, huh? Maybe we'll get more familiar after we fight!" Yao Yun had no time to waste arguing with him. The demon race was a race of warriors, and they believed in settling everything with force: only the strongest fists made the rules!
The spear shot toward Guanyin Bodhisattva like a bolt of lightning, unstoppable. Sora! A blue shield instinctively appeared around the lotus pedestal, taking Ye Chen's blow.
"Hey, not bad! I knew that lotus pedestal was a treasure. One day, I'm going to take your seat."
Long accustomed to Ye Chen's shameless taunts, Guanyin Bodhisattva murmured a spell. Dew from the Pure Vase appeared once more, winding around Ye Chen and about to engulf him completely.
"You're still trying these childish tricks on me?" Yao Yun sneered. His body began to swell rapidly.
"Sixth Form!" With his furious shout, the energy he unleashed sent the dew from the Pure Vase flying dozens of meters away. The shockwaves made the entire barrier space tremble.
Outside, Sun Wukong was anxiously searching for Ye Chen when he suddenly sensed something unusual before him. He reached out and slowly