As Patriarch Bodhi finished speaking, he swept his hands, and the sounds of wind and thunder rose loudly.
For a time, wild winds surged throughout the entire secret realm, the earth shook and the mountains swayed. A ravine split open beneath his feet and continuously fractured outward in both directions, extending all the way to the Golden-Winged Peng's feet.
The demons were greatly alarmed by the sight, each of them filled with panic.
The Golden-Winged Peng merely sneered. He stomped his foot fiercely, and the ground before him immediately sank three feet, blocking the approaching fissure. He said,
"Patriarch Bodhi, at a time like this, there is no need for such deliberate intimidation. Your injuries are real. Why force yourself to hold on?"
"If this old man risks his life, it may be somewhat difficult to take you down... but any one of the others would be no problem. However, I presume you do not care about their lives, so if I am to fight, I must fight you. How about trading your severed Great Dao for it?" Patriarch Bodhi said calmly, as if discussing a trivial transaction.
The Golden-Winged Peng's expression tightened slightly as he seriously considered it.
"Fine. I can let the others go, but aside from what I mentioned before, you must first hand over the Mountains, Rivers, State and Society Diagram," he said after a moment.
Shen Luo frowned slightly at this.
A strange look also flashed through Sun Wukong's eyes as he looked toward Patriarch Bodhi.
"Haha, you people... I truly do not know whether your goal is the Well of Gods and Demons or the Mountains, Rivers, State and Society Diagram. Unfortunately, even if I die, I cannot give you this thing," Patriarch Bodhi said slowly with a smile.
"Then there is nothing more