Original text: Chapter 290 Mind-controlling Spell_8 Modified after:

The Great Emperor Ziwei was very sincere, maybe a bit cheesy, but it all came from the heart.

Yang Jian smiled slightly and said, "I also feel very fortunate to become friends with Your Majesty. Even for an immortal, having a few close friends is a rare thing."

"Indeed."

Great Emperor Ziwei agreed with a nod.

Others were puzzled why he dared to give Yang Jian such power and trusted Sun Wukong so much. The reason was simple—they were friends.

Naturally, friends trust each other.

If they couldn't even trust this much, how would they ever be friends.

Sun Juekong handled all the bodies, which essentially meant he incinerated them with Samadhi True Fire. Then he came to Great Emperor Ziwei's side, standing by him as if waiting for orders.

"Let's return to the Heavenly Palace."

Great Emperor Ziwei said with a smile.

No matter how powerful Haotian God was, with so many friends by his side, why should he worry about not being a match for Haotian God?