"Pangu? You bastard, here to spoil my good deeds again!"
The Demon Emperor Qiong Yu abruptly withdrew his hand, releasing Sun Wukong, and stepped back, watching the axe's edge sweep past his face, feeling its unmatched sharp destructive power, and looking ominously towards the direction the axe had come from.
There, a tall figure was walking towards him from the distant starry sky, it was Pangu.
"Qiong Yu, as long as it's something that pisses off you Chaos Demons, to me it's the most satisfying!"
Pangu's steps weren't fast, but he quickly arrived close by, and his gaze towards the Demon Emperor Qiong Yu was filled with mockery and disdain, "This little brother, I've got you covered today!"
With a wave of his hand, a beam of Chaos Qi shot out from it, forming a protective shield that enveloped Sun Wukong within.
"Great God Pangu..."
Sun Wukong struggled to glance at Pangu, his eyelids growing increasingly heavy, until finally he closed his eyes and fell into a coma.
