Sun Wukong drew out the Jingu Bang, he weighed the rod, stared at the Primordial Phoenix, and chuckled.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Primordial Phoenix, and she attacked directly.
Obviously, she was extremely furious, acting without any hesitation.
Sun Wukong was already prepared, seeing the Primordial Phoenix make a move, he also attacked immediately,
Both sides used their full strength right from the start.
A fierce battle broke out here, mana surged, shaking the East Sea.
"Why has the Primordial Phoenix come again? And fighting with Sun Wukong? Does she truly not regard me at all?"
The Ancestral Dragon frowned, showing a dissatisfied expression.
He sensed the aura of the Primordial Phoenix, and seeing her battling Sun Wukong, he was very unhappy.
The Ancestral Dragon had once said that they should not enter the East Sea if there was no need, and should avoid troubling Sun Wukong, as this was his territory. Yet now the Primordial Phoenix had come, fighting Sun Wukong, clearly ignoring his words.
Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in the Ancestral Dragon’s eyes.
Does the opponent really think he doesn’t dare to make a move?
"Father, do not be impulsive, let’s see how things unfold. Now that the Supreme Alliance is formed and the Primordial Phoenix is one of them, if you kill her, it may offend the other Supremes."
The Ancestral Dragon’s eldest son Ao Mang said.
In his view, although Sun Wukong was defiant, the Supreme Alliance was immensely powerful now, with more than a dozen Supremes on the surface alone.
And the Primordial Phoenix was undoubtedly at its core. If his father offended the Primordial Phoenix again, it would bring major trouble to him and the Dragon Clan.
Glancing at Ao Mang, the Ancestral Dragon coldly said: "Short-sighted. The Primordial Phoenix and the Supreme Alliance are nothing to me."
Seeing the astonished expression on Ao Mang’s face, the Ancestral Dragon said indifferently: "In your eyes, a dozen Supremes joined together seem terribly powerful, but to me, they are just scattered sand, unable to show the true might of those dozen Supremes."
"Moreover, even if they could truly unite seamlessly, so what? Do you think the Three Pure Ones are mere ornaments? Do not forget, the Heavenly Court now also has three Supremes, plus a Golden God who is close to the Human Race, at least four Supremes."
At this point, the Ancestral Dragon sneered and said: "The world thinks the Great Emperor Ziwei is the weakest Heavenly Emperor, but I sense that the Great Emperor Ziwei may have broken through and reached the rank of Supreme."
Ao Mang and others were shocked.
The Great Emperor Ziwei had broken through and become a Supreme.
Why didn’t he announce it to the world?
Could it be that the Great Emperor Ziwei was intentionally keeping silent, to lull his enemies into complacency?
This was a trap, indeed.
Ao Mang’s heart trembled, looking at his father with admiration.
In the world, perhaps only his father knew this.
Others still thought the Great Emperor Ziwei was a Sub-Paramount.
"I have my reasons for maintaining good relations with the Heavenly Court. During the Primordial Era, I wanted to dominate the Three Realms, but in the end, I was eliminated and even died in battle. Now that I have returned, I will no longer make that choice. Survival is the most important."
Ao Mang’s heart trembled. Did his father really see the current situation as so dire?
His father just wished to survive.
It was unbelievable, almost inconceivable.
The Ancestral Dragon glanced at Ao Mang, knowing that he did not understand, nor did he expect Ao Mang to understand.
The Ancestral Dragon left the Dragon Palace, heading for the place where Sun Wukong and the Primordial Phoenix were fighting.
At this moment, Nezha joined the battle.
He had been involved in attacks on Supremes before, but it still thrilled him.
The two joined forces to block the Primordial Phoenix.
Sun Wukong took on more than ninety percent of the Primordial Phoenix’s attacks, while only a fraction targeted Nezha.
Though Nezha had not yet reached Sub-Paramount combat power, he could still hold his ground without easily getting injured.
In the intense battle, massive waves surged.
The Primordial Phoenix exuded overwhelming aura, her Supreme Power sweeping through, causing endless turmoil.
Dazzling light radiated from her, multicolored and illuminating the heavens.
Her momentum grew ever stronger, clearly holding nothing back.
Both sides clashed, pushing their mana to the limits.
Sun Wukong’s gaze was as sharp as a torch, transforming into three heads and six arms, with Jingu Bang multiplying into three, launching a fierce assault.
Nezha too manifested three heads and six arms, unleashing various magic artifacts, besieging the Primordial Phoenix.
"Competing in Divine Skills with me?"
The Primordial Phoenix sneered, full of disdain.
With a long cry, divine birds appeared around her, all bowing to her supremacy.
Among them were Golden-Winged Roc, peacock, Vermilion Bird, Green Phoenix, and others, all exotic species.
"Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix."
These divine birds glowed, their bodies releasing powerful mana fluctuations, swooping down with overwhelming aura, seemingly to tear Sun Wukong and Nezha apart.
Without hesitation, Sun Wukong pulled out some hairs, blew a breath of Immortal Qi on them, and shouted: "Transform!"
Countless monkeys appeared, charging at the divine birds.
With his cloning skill, Sun Wukong feared no one in terms of numbers.
Wanting to outnumber him was sheer delusion.
The little monkeys, in groups of several or more, seized a divine bird, some pounding with fists or strangling their necks.
The divine birds were torn apart one by one.
Some little monkeys were injured, but Sun Wukong didn’t care.
Even some little monkeys neared the Primordial Phoenix, surrounding her tightly, attempting to capture her.