Primordial Human Realm!
Accumulated Thunder Mountain!
Sun Wukong glanced around, seeing the demon tribes clamoring to kill him, and felt no pity in his heart!
No wonder the world says the demon tribes are wicked and deviant; it seems true now!
A group of demons who fail to understand destiny and principles indeed has no value in existence!
"Come on!"
"Since you all want to kill Grandpa Sun, then come over here!"
"Today, Grandpa Sun will not leave, and I'll fight a grand battle with you fallen ones!"
Sun Wukong ceased wasting words, raised his Jingu Bang, and charged towards the Peng Demon King!
Among the six Great Saints, he hated the Peng Demon King the most!
Back in the day when they swore brotherhood, this guy desperately tried to stop it, saying he was unworthy to become brothers with the Bull Demon King and others!
Sun Wukong had kept this grudge in his heart, never settling it!
