"Do not forget, there are still many friends and family members in the Three Realms!"
Wang Yang said earnestly to Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, and the others.
After all, the battle of the Quasi-Saints was crucial and the disparity was still significant, calling for carefulness and caution.
Otherwise, it was feared that the line-up of Quasi-Saints would not hold for long.
"Rest assured, Daoist Wang Yang!"
Xuanzang nodded seriously.
Sun Wukong also nodded and said, "Rest assured, elder brother, this time Old Sun will certainly not hold anything back!"
In the past, Sun Wukong had mainly used clones and had not given his full effort, but now it was different!
This battle was extremely important.
Zhu Bajie didn't have many relatives, but now his elder brothers and master were his family.
Besides, he was not yet ready to die, so he naturally had to try his hardest.
Time passed quickly, and by midday, all the Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms had arrived.