When I arrived at Yaochi, Sun Wukong had already smashed all the immortals in Yaochi.

Rotten corpses covered the ground.

Sun Wukong sat on the main seat, staring at the corpses strewn across Yaochi.

I stood in front of the corpse of the Jade Emperor.

I didn't expect it to be such a situation.

Sun Wukong went to the Heavenly Court and actually killed all the immortals there.

And these Heavenly Court True Immortals, who have cultivated for thousands of years, were actually so weak?

I have a surreal feeling.

Perhaps only one explanation can account for the current situation.

The immortals in this Yaochi banquet are no longer the original Heavenly Court True Immortals, but monsters wearing the skins of immortals.

The entire Heavenly Court has already been taken over by others.

After collecting the skins of the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor from the ground, I approached Sun Wukong.

"Let's leave here," I said to Sun Wukong, "and return to the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits."

Sun Wukong stood up from the main seat and said, "Senior Brother, they have arrived."

As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, drums sounded outside Yaochi.

I looked towards the outside of Yaochi, and everywhere I looked, there were heavenly soldiers and generals.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals had set up a tight net outside Yaochi. Each heavenly soldier and general glared at us with killing intent, ready to charge at us at any moment.

The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother are already dead, but the heavenly soldiers and generals, who are without a leader, can still maintain such order. There must be someone commanding them behind the scenes.

Who is that person?

"Senior Brother, is this what you call a calamity?" Sun Wukong looked at the heavenly soldiers and generals outside Yaochi, the myriad immortals, and suddenly laughed, "But I, Sun Wukong, have never believed in calamities."

I watched as he leaped into the air from beside me and rushed towards the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers.

"This old monkey has a cudgel."

After breaking through the formation of heavenly soldiers, Sun Wukong flew higher into the sky, intentionally moving away from me.

The heavenly soldiers and generals flew towards Sun Wukong in the air, while the various spells of the other immortals also targeted Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong ignored them all. After reaching his designated position, the golden staff in his hand slowly grew larger and larger.

"Destroy stars and shatter moons!"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily, and the golden staff in his hand had already transformed into a towering pillar, which he held in his hand and swung around him.

Wherever the golden staff passed, the weak heavenly soldiers turned into dust. The other immortals were shattered upon contact, fleeing in all directions. Those who were too slow to escape were swept into the cyclone of the staff and crushed into pulp.

The might of a single strike from the golden staff shook the heavens and the earth.

I looked up at Sun Wukong in the sky, holding the golden staff and crushing the various immortals, and marveled at his power.

With such great power, what calamity could Sun Wukong not overcome?