Wukong's Transformation!

He ended the thoroughly unpleasant "cross-boundary call" with Nezha.

Tang Luo "dialed" Yang Jian.

"You finally contacted me." Yang Jian's voice carried a grave tone.

"What happened?" Tang Luo asked. "Are you better?"

If you were better, why not bring you over and have you join us?

They could form the God and Demon Game's number-one celestial squad—the invincible kind that would pin an enemy squad to the ground and beat them to death on sight.

Losing to a "clone"? That would be too humiliating.

As for the fact that the God and Demon Game had no clone enemy squads...

No need to worry. With so many worlds, there were bound to be characters like alternate Yang Jians. When the time came, they could fight and see who was the original.

Just thinking about it was a little exciting.

Tang Luo was also looking forward to meeting the formidable Tang Seng from Journey to the West Aftermath, to see who was better at fighting.

"No. Something is wrong with the monkey," Yang Jian said.

"What?"

"His aura is constantly weakening and changing. It's become increasingly obvious over the past few years. I suspect someone came while I was completely unaware," Yang Jian said.

"You didn't notice?" Tang Luo narrowed his eyes.

Though Yang Jian was seriously injured, he had at least recovered his memories by now. When necessary, opening his Heavenly Eye was no problem.

Even if he could not see very far, he and Sun Wukong were neighbors.

The Eight-Trigram Furnace stood beside the stone Sun Wukong had transformed into.

Among the people they knew, there were no more than...

Well, on second thought, given Yang Jian's current condition, if he was not maintaining the highest level of vigilance at all times, there actually seemed to be quite a