"Boom," a terrifying collision shakes the earth.
In the midst of the mountains, Daji almost falls over; she turns to look toward Lingshan.
"Great King won't run into trouble, will he?"
Daji asks.
"No."
Immortal Zhenyuan watches Lingshan: "He won't be defeated here."
However, though he says so, the expression on Immortal Zhenyuan's face is very serious.
The Lotus Throne presses down on Sun Wukong as it lands on the ground.
After the intense smoke dissipates, a column of light stands erect beneath the Lotus Throne.
The atmosphere around Lingshan immediately tightens as the Arhats stare at Sun Wukong below the Lotus Throne, clenching his teeth as a stream of blood trickles from his mouth.
Just as the suppression is about to be completed, the Jingu Bang blocks the Lotus Throne.
"Clang clang..."
The Lotus Throne continues to press down but is unable to advance an inch.
"Increase mana!"
