Translator: Pika

  As the translucent palm materialized around him, Zu An found it hard to breathe. Even the air around him was being crushed.

  “The hell? Are you the bloody buddha or something?!” He cursed. He didn’t want to suffer the same fate as the Monkey King.

  He didn’t dare hold back. He immediately used Grandgale to teleport into the air.

  There were no other openings. That was the only place he could slip out.

  Just as he was about to fall, he used Gr..