Underworld, the battle between Sun Wukong and Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva continued.
As everyone expected, an invisible black aura appeared behind Sun Wukong.
This was the Underworld's karmic backlash.
Only the denizens of Underworld could feel it.
It wasn't any sort of evil curse, merely the Underworld's repulsion against outsiders.
Womb of the Earth observed the black aura gradually shroud Sun Wukong's back and creep up to his cuffs.
Sun Wukong seemed completely unaware. After fighting for some time, he got bored. With a flick of his staff, he flung the Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva into the air and did not pursue any further.
"Why..."
Womb of the Earth dusted himself off and stood up from the ruins: "Why did you stop attacking?"
"You're such a dull Bodhisattva."
Sun Wukong replied: "There's no fun in this fight."
"Where is your Diting?"
He asked: "Where is it?"
