"Alright, you should know what to do by now. I'll wait here for you, go! Make sure you come back alive." The little monkey's tone was so casual, it was as if he was asking Sun Wukong to pick a couple of fruits for him. Sun Wukong, however, was pale-faced, staring at the canyon and fretting. Last time, he had barged in without any knowledge of what was inside and almost died as a result. Sun Wukong had nearly had his head chopped off. In the canyon last time, there were powerful souls of warriors, each with combat power so immense that it was staggering, even those with lesser cultivation than Sun Wukong had greater combat power. If it were not for the powerful treasures he had on him, he wouldn't have necessarily made it out alive.