Sun Wukong and the Ancestral Dragon exchanged glances, both somewhat at a loss for words.
Those words were a bit too pretentious.
They really had no idea what being the Heavenly Emperor meant; wasn't it a bit too ridiculous?
"Emperor Jun, if you want to avenge Baize, then make your move. I, Old Sun, together with the Ancestral Dragon, if you can still kill me, Old Sun, then I suppose it was meant to be."
He didn't believe the Heavenly Emperor was that strong. Could he really suppress the combined might of him and the Ancestral Dragon?
The Ancestral Dragon's expression was somewhat grave. He transmitted a message: "Great Saint, do not underestimate the opponent; the Heavenly Emperor is incredibly formidable. Even the two of us combined might not be able to withstand him."
"Have you underestimated my strength?"
Sun Wukong felt a stirring in his heart.