The Heavenly Palace, after a violent tremor, gradually returned to calm.
On the ruins of the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, a white mountain stood on the site of Doushuai Temple.
That was one of Zhulong's teeth, which had fallen into the Three Realms after its death.
"Did this guy die to save the Heavenly Emperor?"
"That's just too foolish of a death!"
The Immortals stood beside the giant tooth, discussing. What kind of person was Sun Wukong? Why would he need Zhulong's protection?
Clearly, Zhulong had wasted its life in vain.
"This guy died without any value."
Immortal Zhenyuan sighed.
"No, it died with great value."
Emperor Qinghua replied, "Look at His Majesty's expression."
Immortal Zhenyuan looked toward Sun Wukong beside the giant tooth.
Sun Wukong stood there, his expression full of contemplation.
It seemed as if he had found the answer and extended his hand toward the giant tooth.
