Yin-Yang Creation, Heaven-Earth Furnace

Back when Tang Luo played games, he would team up with others in the bottom lane as the main damage dealer.

His support often told him, "Stop fighting! You can't beat him! I'm begging you, stop fighting!"

Later, Tang Luo's supports never said that again.

Not because Tang Luo had gotten good enough to win, but because his supports had become Ao Yulie and Bajie.

They would usually say, "Master, let's go through the internet cable and beat up the other side."

That made winning easier.

Of course, Tang Luo had never agreed. One had to conduct oneself with integrity.

"Wukong, don't listen to this woman. Go up there and beat him to death." Tang Luo, the very picture of integrity, smiled as he egged Sun Wukong on.

Sun Wukong turned his head back and slowly pulled his feet out of the ground.

"I beg..."

White Bone Spirit stood before Sun Wukong. She did not understand what Tang Luo meant by "support," nor did she want to.

But before she could finish speaking, Tang Luo grabbed her out of thin air and flung her aside.

"Shoo, shoo. Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking," Tang Luo said.

White Bone Spirit had clearly cast life and death aside completely. Even after Tang Luo sent her flying, she struggled to return.

Cuilan and Bajie stopped White Bone Spirit and knocked the stubborn woman unconscious.

The greatest principle of the scripture-seeking party was never to defy the Demon Lord's wishes.

Otherwise, the Demon Lord's beatings were extremely painful. And now, White Bone Spirit's actions went far beyond merely defying the Demon Lord.

She had directly stood in the way of the Demon Lord—and even Sun Wukong.

The consequences would not simply be extremely painful.

Bajie and the others had knocked White Bone Spirit