Nezha pointed his plump arm at the pig's tail and opened his mouth. What spectacle hasn't the Third Prince Nezha seen?
He had never seen this one.
Howling Celestial Dog let out two strange yelps and rushed forward, looked at his own tail, then looked disdainfully at the pig's tail.
Everyone was stunned.
"Three-Eyes, what exactly is going on? Five Finger Mountain is Old Sun's territory. Who told you to pin this pig down in front of Old Sun?"
Sun Wukong truly could not stand this eye-searing sight.
Once the tournament's over, you'll all leave, but Old Sun can't!
"This was the Great Heavenly Venerable's decision. It should have something to do with the Journey to the West Tribulation."
That single sentence from Yang Jian silenced Sun Wukong, though Sun Wukong still felt somewhat indignant.
But the sunk cost he had paid for the Journey to the West Tribulation was too high. He had taken the blame for so much; he could not accept failing to receive enough benefits.
"What could this pig have to do with the Journey to the West?"
Sun Wukong muttered under his breath.
"Xiaogang!"
Only then did everyone come to their senses.
Flender let out a mournful cry and ran forward, wanting to rescue Yu Xiaogang, only to discover he had no way to begin.
In the end, he could only helplessly reach out, grab Yu Xiaogang's pig's tail, and pull.
"Ah! Who is it? Who's touching this Grandmaster's tail? You're killing this Grandmaster!"
Yu Xiaogang's muffled voice came from inside the mountain.
"It's me, Xiaogang! Xiaogang, are you all right?"
"Flender, what exactly is going on? Why can't I see anything? Hurry up and think of a way to get me out!"
Hearing that it was Flender, Yu Xiaogang immediately perked up.
"But I