The White Robed Venerate had hardly left when Sun Wukong immediately returned to the battlefield.
He was unrivaled, each strike mighty as mountain collapses and tsunamis, flames engulfing the heavens, completely altering the course of battle.
The Buddhist disciples in the sky panicked within, powerless to resist the attack of the Immortals, and quickly crumbled like paper mache.
In the sky, as the boiling flames gradually dissipated, only over a hundred thousand Buddhist disciples remained, also captured by Sun Wukong using the Wanling Chart.
The surging battle intent of the Immortals gradually vanished as they began to recuperate.
"Your Majesty."
Gouchen approached Sun Wukong, saying: "Mission accomplished."
Sun Wukong nodded: "Well done."
He looked at the Buddhist disciples within the Barrier, who silently chanted Buddhist Scriptures, their faces ashen, never before as bewildered as now.
"The departure of the Venerable has struck a heavy blow to their hearts."
