A sharp light flashed in Dragon Hawk's eyes as he stared at Sun Wukong, speaking indifferently: "Level my Dark Abyss? Not even Lord Taishang would dare to say such words, let alone a mere Husun. How dare you speak like that?"
"You're overestimating yourself."
Sun Wukong retorted disdainfully.
The Three Pure Ones, those old geezers, if not for their various concerns, with their power, what place couldn't they level.
Although Sun Wukong wasn't very impressed with them, he did acknowledge their power.
"Tch."
The longsword behind Dragon Hawk was unsheathed, pointing directly at Sun Wukong.
A sword light spanning thousands of feet slashed down, pouring like a starry river from the Nine Heavens, enveloping Sun Wukong within.
Even someone as strong as Sun Wukong couldn't help but look solemn.
This was a Heavenly Emperor Level powerhouse, and he was on the path of the sword.
