Wukong Ascends to Heaven Again, Bodhi Sits by the Lotus Pool

That shout of "Get lost" made Saint Jieyin smile for several hours, his mood abruptly brightening.

Even the Heavenly Dao had a day like this!

Li Changshou watched the ever-changing scenes in the Cloud Mirror, his face full of concern, his attention naturally fixed on Sun Wukong.

Yet deep down, he was secretly delighted too.

Those two juniors had no Martial Virtue!

How could they be so vicious toward the Jade Emperor's Emissary, so venerable and respected in the Heavenly Court?

Now, when the counterfeit Grand White Gold Star appeared to stop Nezha and Wukong's battle, only to receive a shouted rebuke instead, the old official's expression did not change in the slightest.

Nezha and Sun Wukong fought until True Fire rose between them, colliding again and again in the air and leaving trails of afterimages.

Ghosts and gods in all ten directions were alarmed, while the eyelids of veteran great experts twitched.

Li Jing reacted swiftly. He directly brought out his precious pagoda and gave the order for the several dozen Heavenly Generals behind him to attack together.

The Heavenly Generals formed the Heavenly Dipper Grand Array, forcibly separating Sun Wukong and Nezha. Yet the force of their attacks still shook them until their blood and qi churned and their divine souls grew unsteady.

Nezha glared at Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong glared at Nezha, but each was forced back—one into the sky, the other to the ground—by the Heavenly Dipper Grand Array.

They looked as though one of them had to fall here today.

After all that uproar, the Heavenly Soldiers and demon soldiers each withdrew their formations.

Sun Wukong carried the Iron Rod across his shoulder, monkey fur stained with blood and chain armor dyed dark red. His gaze locked onto Nezha, who was surrounded in the