With thoughts churning in his mind, the Wood God's eyes blazed with fervor.
Once his mindset shifted, he became as fierce as a tiger.
Even Great Emperor Ziwei and the others were a little surprised, not knowing why the Wood God suddenly changed like this.
"Your Majesty, I will now deliver the Soul-Shaping Grass to Tian Hao and then immediately return to the Heavenly Court to report."
The Wood God was very proactive, taking the Soul-Shaping Grass and leaving.
Seeing his enthusiastic demeanor, he seemed to feel no discomfort from being controlled; instead, he appeared quite comfortable.
"This guy is either crazy or got his head caught in a door on his way out."
Sun Wukong said with a peculiar expression.
Yang Jian and Great Emperor Ziwei exchanged glances, sharing the same sentiment.
Sun Wukong's heart stirred, and he said, "I, Old Sun, will follow along. In case Tian Hao tries to harm the Wood God, I can intervene to save him."
