"The White Robed Venerate is not your enemy!"
Multiple shouts echoed from the Chaos.
Sun Wukong, as if he hadn't heard, with divine radiance piercing the sky, advanced over the water, his War God stature fully revealed.
Lines of Immortal Light streaked across the sky, landing in front of him.
These were a group of strangers with Great Divine Power, their vitality astonishing, garbed in Immortal Wind Daoist robes.
They were not from the Heavenly Court.
A glint crossed Sun Wukong's eyes as he lifted up his Long Stick: "Get out of the way."
A middle-aged Daoist stepped forward: "Sun Wukong, the White Robed Venerate established the Heavenly Court for the beings of Chaos; you should not be his enemy."
"Beings."
Sun Wukong's voice was as sharp as frost: "What do you mean?"
"Did you not see that door?"
The Daoist replied: "The door constructed by the White Robed Venerate is an escape for all beings."
