Sun Wukong rested his hand over a cool canopy and watched Huan Meng fleeing into the distance before he finally heaved a sigh of relief. He shook his hands and immediately returned to his original shape. Then, Sun Wukong plopped down onto the ground but only heard a thud sound, as he had intended to sit down for a rest but had forgotten that the ground beneath him had been cracked inch by inch from his recent clash with Huan Meng. Not to mention, the surface where his feet stood had turned into a thick layer of fine dust due to the impact. Therefore, when Sun Wukong sat down, he immediately landed in a pile of dust, covering him from head to toe in dirt.