Until this moment, the white bear suddenly felt some regret. Why had he deceived the monkey? It would have been better had he just been honest.
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret; he could only continue to bluff and then fight the monkey desperately, in a battle to the death.
"Where is my magical treasure?"
Sun Wukong's mouth curled up, with a fierce air that made the white bear's heart pound uncontrollably with trembling.
In the current situation, which seemed to have spiraled out of control, if he wanted to survive unscathed, he would probably have to fight with all his might.
"Wait a moment, I will get it for you now."
The white bear replied, the ferocity in his eyes concealed, as he gathered his strength, preparing to launch a surprise attack.
At this critical juncture of life and death, he could only burn his soul to regain power temporarily, restoring himself to the level of a Golden Immortal, only then could he stand a chance against the monkey.