Although uneasy, what needs to be done still must be carried out.
Sun Wukong returned to Kunlun Mountain, Emperor Ziwei looked at him with a complex expression.
The Great Emperor obviously knew the situation.
Wukong thought to himself and nodded slightly: "I'll have to entrust the future to you."
"I dare not," Emperor Ziwei clasped his hands and bowed: "I have already called upon the Immortals. Great Saint, please come with me."
From now on, for the foreseeable future, Sun Wukong's status would be higher than that of Emperor Ziwei, never lower.
In Ziwei Palace, the Immortals of the Heavenly Palace gathered together.
"Starting today, the Great Saint will join me in acting on behalf of His Majesty's authority."
Emperor Ziwei said: "All Immortals and deities of the Heavenly Palace must heed the Great Saint's commands."
The Immortals saluted Sun Wukong one after another.
"No need for such courtesy."
