"Don't worry, Old Sun will just give you a beating to vent my anger, I definitely won't take your lives."
Sun Wukong grinned, revealing a vicious smile.
But in his heart, he thought, Old Sun won't kill you, but someone else wants your lives, it's your awaited Master of Great Tribulation, Heavenly Destiny.
In an instant, Sun Wukong transformed into dozens of clones, each wielding an iron rod and charging forward.
"Take this!"
Chen Sanzang said it was necessary to fight quickly and make sure none of these Immortals and Buddhas escaped, so Sun Wukong used his full strength from the start.
After all, Chen Sanzang only said not to kill them, so he would just cripple these lackeys!
A group of Profound Immortals, True Immortals, and Golden Immortals, how could they be a match for Sun Wukong?
Even if they fled in all directions, they couldn't escape Sun Wukong's palm; the Somersault Cloud was too fast, catching up to them in an instant, then knocking them down with a single blow.
