Boom~
The cold pond surged upwards, forming a bulging surface where tumultuous waves crashed. Below the heaving water lay absolute darkness, as if leading to an endless abyss.
As the raised surface roiled with waves, a White Dragon bound in a blue net was lifted from the water. Sun Wukong seemed inconspicuous beneath the White Dragon, yet he managed to hoist it, flying away from the cold pond.
Within the net, the White Dragon struggled fiercely, twisting in vain.
With a mighty heave from Sun Wukong, the White Dragon was thrown straight out, landing with a resounding boom~ in front of Tang Sanzang, sending rocks flying and carving out a Hong Gou on the mountain face, where the White Dragon lay weak and powerless at the end of the gouge.
Startled, Tang Sanzang used his sleeve to cover his face, crouching beside a large boulder.
Sun Wukong descended from the sky, perching on a large rock with crossed legs, and asked, "Little Monk, where did you get that Magic Treasure?"
