Seeing this, Sun Wukong slung the Golden Cudgel over his shoulder, scratched his cheek with one hand, and grinned as he looked Demon Peng up and down as though admiring a work of art.
Just when Shen Luo also thought the outcome had been decided, golden and silver Hua light lit up on Demon Peng's arms. Immediately afterward, a strange fluctuation of Magic Power spread from the light around his arms.
His hand holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd suddenly loosened. Both hands formed a strange Gu incantation gesture at once, and the golden and silver light on his arms instantly flared. It transformed into countless golden and silver threads that wound around him from outside, enveloping his entire body.
Then, with a single flash of golden and silver light, Demon Peng's figure vanished from where he stood.
"This escape technique again..." Shen Luo's gaze sharpened as he followed the lingering fluctuations in the void, but he could not find the slightest trace of Demon Peng.
At that moment, golden light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. He put away the Golden Cudgel, leaped into the air, and shot toward a spot high above.
The image on the crystal wall shifted at tremendous speed as well, crossing more than a hundred li in the blink of an eye.
When Sun Wukong descended, he saw Demon Peng already standing atop a mountain peak. The golden and silver light on his arms was gradually fading, revealing a golden and a silver plume-shaped marking.
As Shen Luo watched the scene in the image, gusts of whistling wind suddenly rang in his ears.
He initially thought the wind had risen along the cliff, but upon listening carefully, he realized the sound was coming from the crystal wall. The silent moving image on the wall, which had