Jingu Bang, in a bold and unstoppable manner, crashed down, tearing apart the North Heaven Gate as if it were made of paper.
A tremendous rumbling sound, signifying the disintegration of the North Heaven Gate, echoed throughout.
Sun Wukong emerged from the crumbled ruins.
Countless Immortal Lights shattered behind him; defeated and scattered soldiers were strewn across the ground with their weapons.
However, this was not the end, but the beginning.
"There are two more."
Sun Wukong whispered to himself.
He lifted his head and gazed at the enemies before him.
In Tongming Hall on duty was Wang Lingguan and the vast array of celestial soldiers from the rivers of the sky, lined up in the distance.
Sun Wukong squinted slightly, a wandering light in his eyes that illuminated the world.
"See that?"
A group of Immortal Officials stood in the distance, watching the battlefield from afar.
"The Great Saint's eyes emit light!"
"I wonder if it burns him..."
