Above the black-and-white vortex outside, the Northern Abyss Kun's aura grew wildly erratic and weakened considerably. His once-gleaming skeleton had also lost its luster.
The frozen space nearby collapsed as well, returning to normal.
Manjushri and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva seized the chance to break free. Rather than retrieve the Glazed Buddhist Bead, however, they flew back into the distance.
"What happened? The Northern Abyss Kun seems to have suffered a grievous injury. Could another cultivator be lurking nearby and have badly wounded this beast in a sneak attack?" Manjushri asked Samantabhadra through voice transmission.
"No. The Northern Abyss Kun just used his spatial ability to seal the power of the surrounding void. No cultivator, however powerful, could have approached without a sound. If my guess is correct, Sun Wukong and the others he swallowed must have inflicted the injury," Samantabhadra Bodhisattva replied through voice transmission.
"Sun Wukong! That monkey truly possesses unparalleled talent. How many years has he spent practicing our Spirit Mountain's secret arts? Yet his cultivation has already soared to such heights," Manjushri said.
"Sun Wukong is a Lingming Stone Monkey and carries the legacies of both Fangcun Mountain and our Western Spirit Mountain. His potential far exceeds ours, and advancing to the Heavenly Venerable Realm is not impossible for him. Still, I never expected him to severely wound the Northern Abyss Kun from within his internal space. Remember, the Northern Abyss Kun possesses the bloodline power of space. Once swallowed into his body, even a Heavenly Venerable might be unable to do anything to him," Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said slowly.
Manjushri's heart stirred at these words. Although his cultivation was comparable to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's, Samantabhadra had attained enlightenment far earlier and knew far more hidden secrets.
If Samantabhadra said the Northern Abyss Kun's internal space was formidable, it had