After Beating the Kid, You Have to Soothe the Kid...

Buzz—

The purple first Soul Ring beneath Wukong's feet suddenly lit up.

A mass of pure white cloud formed beneath his feet in an instant.

Somersault Cloud activated!

Wukong's speed abruptly rose to an unbelievable level.

Supported by the clouds, he rapidly flew backward.

Golden Lion's assured claw strike consequently missed.

Though the claw tips had been merely a hair's breadth from Wukong's chest,

a tiny difference could lead to vastly different results.

Golden Lion's strike missed, her old force spent before new force could arise.

Her body continued lunging forward from inertia, making it difficult to change her posture instantly.

Meanwhile, Wukong, retreating atop the clouds, keenly caught this opening.

He raised his right hand, formed a sword finger again, and pointed at Golden Lion ahead.

The black second Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed once more.

"Freeze!"

The power of the rules descended again.

Golden Lion, who had just regained her freedom, stiffened once more.

She was immobilized in place again, still maintaining her forward-pouncing posture.

The Ferocious Beasts: "..."

No, wasn't this Soul Skill a little too underhanded?

He had only just used it once. How could he use it again so soon?

In the common understanding of Soul Beasts and Soul Masters,

skills with such absolute control effects were usually exceedingly rare and high-level.

They generally appeared among a Soul Master's later Soul Rings.

Not only did they consume enormous amounts of Soul Power, but they also had long cooldowns and could not be used consecutively.

Yet Wukong's Immobility Technique was merely a skill from his second Soul Ring!

Because the Soul Ring was an early one, it consumed relatively little Soul Power and had fewer restrictions.

It could be said that as long as Wukong had enough Soul Power, he could cast it endlessly.

Scarlet King cursed furiously, "Shameless! Absolutely shameless!"

"If you've got the guts, fight Golden Lion head-on! What kind of ability is relying on such cheap tricks?"

Zi JI rolled her eyes at Scarlet King and retorted, "Battle is about using every means at one's disposal. Wukong is a Soul Beast who underwent Transformation, so of course he has to use Soul Skills in battle. Would you also make Soul Masters refrain from using Soul Skills when you fight them?"

While the Ferocious Beasts argued,

Wukong in the arena did not remain idle.

After Golden Lion was immobilized again,

Wukong raised the sword finger that had been pointing at Golden Lion to cast the Immobility Technique.

The black third Soul Ring beneath his feet, with a cultivation of sixty thousand years, suddenly lit up.

"Split!"

Following Wukong's low shout,

a strange wave of Soul Power spread outward.

Two identical clones instantly split off at Wukong's side.

These two clones fully inherited eighty percent of Wukong's main body's strength.

Whether in physical toughness, speed, or power, they were all immensely formidable.

"Go!"

At Wukong's command,

the two clones charged toward the immobilized Golden Lion from the left and right.

Both clones had inherited eighty percent of Wukong's main body's strength!

Though they did not wield the Ice-Fire Twin Dragon Staff, their bodies were incredibly powerful.

Even simply throwing punches was more than enough.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull impacts of fists striking flesh rang out in succession.

Once the three-second limit passed, the power of the rules dissipated.

"Get lost!"

Buzz—

Golden Lion roared in fury, blazing with raging Ultimate Fire as she tried to burn the two hateful fakes to ashes.

Unfortunately, the clones were not only powerful but intelligent. A layer of protective Soul Power formed over their bodies as they endured the flames and continued fighting her.

Golden Lion was forced back again and again, having no choice but to wield her sharp claws to deal with the two troublesome flies before her.

Meanwhile, Wukong's main body tightly gripped the Ice-Fire Twin Dragon Staff, pouring every last bit of Soul Power in his body into it.

He compressed the power of Ultimate Ice again and again, until it reached a terrifying critical point!

In the arena, Golden Lion relied on her powerful Golden Dragon Bloodline to withstand a heavy punch, then shattered one of the clones with a swipe of her claw.

But the other clone seized the opening and violently drove an uppercut into Golden Lion's chin.

Bang!

Golden Lion cried out in pain and was knocked straight to the ground, exposing an even greater opening.

In that flash of lightning,

"Ice-Cold Heavy Slash!"

Having charged his power to the limit, Wukong's main body descended from the sky like a god.

The Ice-Fire Twin Dragon Staff carried a terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and shattering peaks, wrapped in freezing cold as it swung straight down at Golden Lion's head!

If this staff strike landed solidly, even an Auspicious Beast would be bedridden for a month or two.

"Golden Lion!"

Scarlet King was startled and had just moved to save her

when Di Tian stopped him. "Don't worry. Wukong knows his limits."

Only then did Scarlet King notice that Wukong's attack trajectory had shifted.

No wonder none of the many Ferocious Beasts present had moved. He had been too worried to notice that detail.

As soon as the words fell,

Bang—

a thunderous crash rang out.

Wukong's staff struck the ground two meters away from Golden Lion.

Violent energy exploded outward in an instant.

A massive crater was smashed into the ground on the spot.

Dirt and shattered stones flew everywhere.

The power of Ultimate Ice spread madly in every direction, instantly freezing large stretches of ground.

The powerful shockwave also sent Golden Lion flying.

Golden Lion rolled across the ground several times before barely coming to a stop.

She lay sprawled on the ground, completely stunned.

In that instant just now, she had truly felt the threat of death.

"Gulp..."

Golden Lion swallowed, and tears quickly filled her large eyes.

Mist swirled in her eye sockets before large teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

"Waaah—"

The next second, Golden Lion burst into loud tears.

"Bad Monkey Bro! Stinky Monkey Bro!"

"You scared me to death!"

"Wuwuwu... I thought I was going to die just now..."

Golden Lion cried as she wiped away her tears, looking as aggrieved as could be.

After all, she was only five thousand years old.

She had always been extremely well protected and had never suffered the slightest grievance.

For a Soul Beast, she was entirely an immature child.

How could she have experienced such a life-or-death situation?

The fear in her heart erupted all at once, and she could not stop crying at all.

"Uh..."

Wukong immediately panicked.

He had never expected Golden Lion to cry so miserably.

At the same time,

he felt a chill coming from behind him.

When he turned around, Scarlet King behind him was staring at him as if he wanted to eat monkey brains.

He looked ready to rush up and tear Wukong to pieces the next second.

This was bad...

Wukong swallowed and hurriedly ran over to Golden Lion.

He crouched down, patted Golden Lion's back, and began consoling her.

"I'm sorry, Golden Lion. Monkey Bro really didn't mean to."

"That's just how battles are. Blades and staves have no eyes."

"And I deliberately shifted the trajectory of that last move."

"I never intended to smack you on the head."

Golden Lion refused to listen and continued crying and fussing on the ground.

"I don't care! You wanted to beat me to death!"

"Wuwuwu, you don't care about me anymore!"

"You're not my best Monkey Bro anymore..."

Wukong was so anxious that sweat covered his forehead. He scratched his ears and cheeks as he repeatedly begged,

"How about this? Stop crying, and Monkey Bro will make you something delicious later."

"You can eat whatever you want. Whatever you want to play, Monkey Bro will play with you too."

"Golden Lion, Monkey Bro's Little Golden Lion, I'm begging you, don't cry anymore, okay..."

"I'll come back to see you more often in the future, and I'll bring you more fun human things too."

Wukong had said every nice thing he could, his attitude humble to the extreme. There was none of the majesty he had displayed while swinging his staff just moments ago.