The Queen Mother Descends

Zhou Zhi narrowed her eyes, thought for a moment, then said, "I remember the direction they headed in. Wasn't it the Scripture Pavilion of the Heavenly Court?"

Chen Chao, Liu Changfeng, and the others froze briefly, then showed faintly excited expressions. "Are they planning to pull off something even bigger?"

Wu Gang could not help sighing. "Damn it, I'll never reach the Celestial Immortal Realm in this life. Otherwise, I'd definitely follow them and show off the prestige of our kind!"

Zhou Zhi shot Wu Gang a sideways glance. "Calm down. If you really went in there, once they settle the score afterward, even your sect would suffer. You're not like Lu Ren, all alone and with nothing to lose."

As everyone discussed the matter heatedly, only a few breaths passed before Lu Ren's group of four charged headlong into the Heavenly Court's Scripture Pavilion.

Then an extremely aged yet powerful voice rang out in fury.

"Who dares trespass into this sacred ground of the Heavenly Court?!"

Lu Ren did not even need to act. Sun Wukong's iron staff whirled through the air, and with a backhand dragging strike, it smashed heavily into the void with a muted, shrieking roar.

A muffled groan came from the void, and the aged voice immediately vanished.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Sun Wukong shrugged. "Don't look at me like that. I used to deal with that old pedant often when I held office in the Heavenly Court. I couldn't bring myself to hit him too hard. I only knocked him out."

As he spoke, he tucked the Golden-Hooped Rod beneath his arm and rubbed his hands together repeatedly, clicking his tongue. "So this was your real target. You've got quite the eye. This place holds the vast collection of classics the Heavenly Court