THE DIFFERENCE IN STRENGTH

The morning had come, Xiao Tian and the others had rested for quite a while. After waiting for a long time, finally, the commander of Tian Feng and his troops descended from the sky when the sun had risen.

They were dressed all in white with gold cloth wrapped around their waists.

They were armed with swords except for the commander-in-chief Tian Feng who used a pitchfork.

While still at an altitude of a thousand feet from the ice land, Commander Tian Feng jumped down from above the clouds leaving thousands of his troops standing above the clouds.

"Hello, brother Wukong, hello brother Wujing did you sleep well tonight?" asked the commander-in-chief Tian Feng as he walked over to them.

"What are you doing, the second brother? We waited for you for so long, because of you we were forced to delay the attack," replied Sha Wujing while looking at the commander in chief Tian Feng.