Bab 162: Chapter 154: The Strength of Xi Zhao?

Feeling this boundless soul power, Sun Wukong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He felt as if he was standing there butt naked, utterly exposed in front of that soul force, without the slightest concealment. Thankfully, this sensation lasted only a moment, otherwise, he didn't know how utterly disheveled he would end up!

Wukong looked around warily, realizing that he could no longer sense Xi Zhao's soul. It seemed that Xi Zhao had spread his soul over the entire Spirit Flower Peak. Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Wukong sat down cross-legged, calming his mind without another thought.

Just when Wukong had barely managed to dispel the fear in his heart regarding the terrifying soul power he'd experienced, he suddenly heard a cry of alarm beside him. Wukong's eyes snapped open, only to find that the cry was from the little fox, and in front of him, Xi Zhao, his face pale, waved a flower in his hand like a wisp of blue smoke and then passed out.