Sun Wukong sneered and asked, "Do you have an Immortal Body?"
Yang Jian: "Naturally, I don't have one."
"Do you have the Root of Immortality?"
Yang Jian: "..."
He understood what Sun Wukong meant.
Sun Wukong wanted to express that he could go without any problems because he had an Immortal Body and the Root of Immortality.
But Yang Jian was different. If he fell into a trap, he might truly be killed.
Sun Wukong wanted to go alone and didn't want Yang Jian to follow.
"So, I—Old Sun can go alone."
Sun Wukong chuckled.
"What if it's a trap..."
Yang Jian frowned.
He also knew that neither he nor Sun Wukong had reached the absolute peak. Otherwise, if the two of them teamed up, even if the Heavenly Emperor ambushed them, what could they do?
"At most, be locked up for another few thousand years."
Sun Wukong laughed heartily.
"Consider it a vacation."
Everyone was speechless, but they admired his carefree attitude.
However, such nonchalance required confidence.
