Sun Wukong, struck by a nerve, was furious, pointing at Nezha and shouting, "You sissy, born with such ambiguous features, and rushing in recklessly to save Yang Jian at this critical moment—you two definitely have something going on, surely a bromance!"
Yang Jian and Nezha, upon hearing this, turned furious, no longer caring about any Jianghu morals, they stood side by side, ready to tear Sun Wukong's mouth to pieces.
Once the aftermath dissipated, a few wrinkles finally appeared on the Jade Emperor's Emperor's Robe as he frowned at Lu Ren.
"I never thought you'd be able to perfectly harness the remnant body of the Thick Earth Ancestral Witch. Back then, we should have spared no expense to obliterate it."
Lu Ren said flatly, "Jade Emperor, I've had enough of these turn-based games. Let's settle the score now."
In an instant, Lu Ren's enormous figures, like the stars, began to circulate with boundless vast yellow earth essence, transforming into armor that wrapped around him.
