After countless years.

Above the cold Moon Palace, two figures sat on the ground under a moon laurel tree that resembled jade.

"Tsk... Why is it just you who came?"

"On the day of the Taiyin Origin's rebirth, that pig could actually resist coming?"

Yang Jian raised his eyes and smiled as he looked at Sun Wukong.

"How could he resist? I knocked him out so he wouldn't embarrass himself."

Sun Wukong drank up the nectar in front of him, smacked his lips, and spoke irritably.

"Fine then."

Yang Jian nodded, as if he had thought of something unpleasant, causing goosebumps to rise on his body.

Suddenly, flashes of lightning surged within the Moon Palace, flickering incessantly!

Seeing this, Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he laughed:

"That old man Zeus, he may not be good at other things, but he's quite useful as a power bank."

"If I remember correctly, after Chang'e the Fairy is resurrected, not many of the celestial soldiers who fell in that battle have returned, right?"

Yang Jian slowly stood up, golden light flickering in his vertical pupils, and he smiled:

"Indeed."

"Go then, in that case, we shall go and guide Chang'e the Fairy!"

"Let her see... the godless world of today!"