Sun Wukong's face was full of a cold sneer, his expression disdainful.
The complexion of the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was unsightly; if he wanted to rely on his own strength for a breakthrough, it would naturally be extremely difficult.
Therefore, Emperor Jun bestowed upon him three drops of heart's blood.
He did break through with external force, yet even within the heart of the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow, there was some self-doubt, a sense of inferiority.
Now that Sun Wukong kept mentioning it, it made him restless, somewhat angrily ashamed.
"You're courting death, I'll kill you, you babbling rascal monkey."
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow shouted angrily.
He brandished his battle sword, rushing towards Sun Wukong like a lunatic, intending to slash him.
But Sun Wukong found the flaw, swung his staff, and struck the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow.
"Poof."
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was hit and blasted away horizontally.
