The son does not speak of eternity

I truly was the Great Sage Equalling Heaven and never changed;
Just like causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, breaking through the spiritual firmament, my defiance undying.
I wish to be equal with heaven, an unconquerable being,
From now on, free and unfettered.
What I hate will eventually vanish like smoke and clouds;
What I protect will surely live on forever.

I am truly the Monkey King

"Yes, you're right, the White Night Umbrella is quite beautiful. It would definitely look good on my wife; I can't destroy it," Su Hang said.


Neither Yang Jian nor Howling Celestial Dog wanted to deal with Su Hang anymore, as it turns out, you're not destroying it because it's an Innate Superior Grade Spiritual Treasure, but because it's pretty.


Dammit, do you have any idea how many people are overjoyed and can't sleep at night because they own an Inferior Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure?


"You cut off the connection between the Dark Sinister Pit and the outside world," Su Hang mused, severing the pit's source of energy.


"That's easy!" Yang Jian plunged his Tri-point Double-edged Sword into the ground, setting up a Barrier that sealed off this part of heaven and earth.


Su Hang sat next to the Dark Sinister Pit, stirring the sinister qi inside with Thunder Magnetic Divine Light, causing it to dissipate continuously.


Chapter 87 Not Su Hang