A voice sounded, very familiar, causing Sun Wukong's consciousness to tremor violently.
"The consciousness of Heavenly Dao!"
Sun Wukong's heart tightened, despite all his precautions, the consciousness of Heavenly Dao still found a way in.
Appearing in his mind now, it must be coming for him. If he couldn't stop it, it would likely be another calamity of life and death and could even involve Sandu and the group of monkeys.
"Sun Wukong!"
The consciousness of Heavenly Dao appeared, transformed into Sun Wukong's likeness, and stared at Sun Wukong silently, saying, "Outsider, submit to me, become the chosen of Heaven, and I may spare your life!"
Sun Wukong was disdainful, his consciousness taking human form, glaring coldly at the consciousness of Heavenly Dao and said, "You're dreaming, I will never become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao."