Boom—
The entire Prodigy Chessboard violently trembled, pinning Su Yie against the spatial wall, rendering him immovable.
This terrifying oppressive force made him feel as if his entire skeleton might shatter.
He squinted and looked ahead, staring at Sun Wukong's towering rage.
It was true fury!
A visible ferocity, towering a hundred zhang high, made him seem like a Demon God incarnate.
Sun Wukong's figure soared to a height of ten zhang, which, compared to his slightly lean stature before, made him overwhelmingly burly, stretching the golden Chain Mail to the point it seemed ready to explode.
Holding the Golden Cudgel, the ends of which blazed with a purple-golden glow, the hundred-zhang-long Golden Cudgel looked incredibly exaggerated next to his towering form.
He took slow, measured steps forward, each one heavy, causing the ground to shake continuously.
A kilometer away, Zhou Xuanhai and Lord Huo Zhan both wore ugly expressions as they watched Sun Wukong.
