All the reinforcements were blocked, and the others weren't strong enough.
Even the Ancestral Dragon was trapped in a fierce battle against others, displaying power second only to the Heavenly Emperor, which was astonishing to the extreme.
However, the opponent had equally powerful figures at that level, blocking him and giving him no chance to break through.
Moreover, even if he broke through, the Ancestral Dragon was worried about his lair and Huaguo Mountain; if he left, those places would certainly suffer calamity.
Within the Purple Emperor's Tomb, Sun Wukong and his companions sensed all of this. He displayed a cold expression, saying icily, "You've arranged everything so well that no one can come to aid us. It seems you're determined to have your way."
Haotian God smiled faintly, confident in his power.
In the end, the Purple Emperor pressed down with a single sword, the sword light shining like a great sun, sending him flying with a terrible scar on his body.
