A hundred thousand celestial soldiers, in disarray.

When Sun Wukong stopped, there were no intact immortals standing above Yaochi.

The immortals killed by Sun Wukong once again turned into decaying husks and lay on the ground around Yaochi.

The immortals retreated hundreds of meters away and surrounded us at the edge. They no longer had the imposing presence they had when they first appeared.

In the direction of Lingxiao Palace, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Yang Jian flew out from behind the immortals and came before me and Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, your sins are too deep. Today, you disturb the Heavenly Court, plot the murder of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother. You must pay with your life."

Guanyin Bodhisattva held the Jade Purifying Bottle and covered Sun Wukong with it.

The Jade Purifying Bottle enlarged in the vast sky of the Heavenly Court, encompassing Sun Wukong and the Golden Cudgel inside.

Then the Jade Purifying Bottle slowly shrank and flew back towards Guanyin.

"This monkey will turn into a pool of thick water in an hour."

Guanyin said to Yang Jian beside her, then she turned towards me, about to speak when her face suddenly changed.

The Jade Purifying Bottle in her hand violently shook.

Guanyin threw the Jade Purifying Bottle forward. It instantly exploded in front of her and Yang Jian, sending shards flying in all directions.

Sun Wukong flew out from within, and the Golden Cudgel in his hand swiftly struck Guanyin.

Guanyin's entire body was bent in half from the impact, but strangely, she folded in a peculiar way and retreated behind the celestial soldiers.

Sun Wukong was about to pursue when the Golden Cudgel in his hand was intercepted by Yang Jian's Trishula Spear.

"Your opponent is me!"

Er Lang Shen Yang Jian grew a heavenly eye on his forehead, with pupils so black they were deep. From the black pupils, a small tentacle suddenly extended, coiling towards Sun Wukong's neck.

Sun Wukong's gaze hardened, and he used one hand to hold down Yang Jian with the Golden Cudgel while quickly pinching the tentacle in his other hand.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Sun Wukong kicked Yang Jian, causing him to continuously retreat. The tentacle extending from his eyes was also pulled out by Sun Wukong, twisting and entwining around his arm.

With the tentacle pulled out from his eyes, the once fierce Yang Jian seemed like his soul had been extracted. His entire body fell from the sky and plummeted towards the place where I was from afar.