23 The Heavenly River Evades Calamity

Just after being forcefully reverted to his original form, a voice of indignant and furious reproach reached Sun Wukong's ears. The next moment, a treasured sword that emitted a cold gleam chopped down towards his head.

"Whoosh!"

With a tilt of his head and a raise of his hand, Sun Wukong pinched the blade of the sword between two fingers. This sword was just an ordinary Immortal Sword, nowhere near the level of an Acquired Spiritual Treasure. In Sun Wukong's eyes, it was no different from scrap iron and could not harm even a hair on him. However, the real issue was not the grade of the sword but the female owner wielding the sword.