With the departure of the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor, Shen Lang no longer insisted, his figure flickering as he charged out of the Gloomy Marsh.
With Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor gone, Sun Wukong felt the pressure increase significantly, as the magical creature's form continued to break free from the earth.
Sun Wukong had a feeling that most of the creature's strength was bound by the earth, and once it broke free, its power would surely increase, making it difficult for him to hold it off alone.
No time to lose, leave immediately!
Sun Wukong struck a feint with his staff and turned to charge out of the marsh.
"Roar~!"
The magical creature let out a roar, its two arms pursuing Sun Wukong, suddenly reaching to grab him.
Sun Wukong naturally couldn't let those arms catch him, otherwise, it would be difficult to escape.
"Mysterious Heaven Nine Transformations, White Cloud Smoke!"
