Facing the swarming, aggressive demons, the group’s expressions instantly turned grave. Their faces were etched with vigilance and determination, as if declaring their resolve never to retreat.
"Hmph, these fools who don't know the meaning of death—how dare they block our path again!" Wukong gripped his Ruyi Jingu Bang, his eyes spitting fire. His aura burned like a raging flame, seemingly capable of incinerating all evil.
Subodhi’s gaze was sharp as lightning, sweeping across the surrounding demons. "You lot are nothing more than ants trying to shake a tree. Today, I shall show you the true power of Taoist Magic!"
Chapter 70