That palm descended with the force of thunder!
Its speed was outrageous!
The instant Qingfeng struck, Sun Wukong and the other two reacted swiftly indeed.
Brilliant light blazed from Sun Wukong's golden eyes. The Chaos Ape's origin power surged wildly within him, and the massive black staff on his shoulder hummed and trembled as towering battle intent and vigilance erupted together.
The Might of a Righteous God roared to life around Marshal Tianpeng, and his clenched fists crackled.
For the first time, a glint of utmost gravity flashed through the eyes of the ever-taciturn General Juanlian.
All three wanted to intervene.
But.
They were too late.
Just how fast was Qingfeng's palm?
So fast that the Chaos Ape's origin within Sun Wukong had only just begun to surge, so fast that Marshal Tianpeng's Might had only just stirred, so fast that General Juanlian had only just taken half a step...
And that palm was already before Sanzang.
There was no escaping it!
Sanzang did not even have time to react.
The expression on his face, which had worn a compassionate, composed smile just moments before, froze completely in that instant.
In those seemingly gentle, peaceful eyes, his pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints, filled with incredulous horror and fear.
His lips parted slightly, as though he wanted to shout something.
But in the end, not a single word escaped.
Bam!
An extraordinarily dull crash suddenly erupted!
The sound was not particularly earth-shattering, nor could it even be called thunderous. It was like a massive boulder slamming into a thin drumhead.
Dull.
Heavy.
With a palpable solidity that made hearts shudder.
Yet the power contained within that seemingly unremarkable thud was enough to make the scalp of everyone present prickle!
Under that palm strike, Sanzang was sent tumbling away!
Like a dead