Looking at the enormous crater, countless people felt despair. Even Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable couldn't defeat the enemy?
The completely demonized Sun Wukong suddenly leaped up, charging toward Yang Jian, and engaged him in battle.
But even in his demonized state, he was still no match for Yang Jian, constantly being suppressed!
"Even your strongest, Ye Lan, is dead. You are mere ants. Why struggle?" Yang Jian sneered, suppressing Sun Wukong with one hand, mocking him.
The demonized Sun Wukong lost his sanity and only knew how to attack wildly with his fists. Although his physical body was powerful, he remained no match for Yang Jian.
At that moment, Yang Jian's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked towards the ground, revealing an incredulous look: "Not dead yet?"
A figure wobbly floated up into the sky, blood flowing from his body and dripping to the ground, blossoming into countless flowers.
