Rune after rune flown out of Sun Wukong's hands, transforming into lanterns that hovered in mid-air, emitting light that illuminated the pitch-black land.
He looked at the two Giants lying on the ground, it was no wonder Immortal Zhenyuan mistook them, their tough bodies at a glance seemed indistinguishable from the earth.
A huge wooden barrel that had fallen to the ground caught Sun Wukong's attention.
The barrel was shattered because the Giants had fallen, and the contents had escaped — surprisingly, it was a White Dragon.
"Thank you to the two immortals for saving my life."
The White Dragon floated in mid-air and spoke.
"Who are you?"
Sun Wukong asked, feeling a sense of kinship with the White Dragon.
"I am a Water God nearby."
The White Dragon answered respectfully, the aura emanating from Sun Wukong instilled a sense of awe in it.
Sun Wukong inquired about the two Giants from the White Dragon.
