Is everything truly over? Sun Wukong smashed the humanoid spiritual body, watching as the tiny fragments scattered across the sky, and sat down wearily next to a larger rock fragment. The massive spiritual body shattered like a piece of ice, with ice shards filling the air. Although the Fallen Tomb was not illuminated by sunlight, this scene remained extraordinarily beautiful.
But who knows the immense price paid for this beauty? At this moment, Sun Wukong was utterly exhausted, having unleashed a blow that combined the powers of Buddha and demon completely, as Xi Zhao had said, it had expended all of Sun Wukong's strength and primordial force. Now, not to mention fighting, even standing up was difficult. However, compared to the physical exhaustion, the fatigue in Sun Wukong's heart was suffocating.
