Yang Jian stared at the scimitar in Sun Wukong's chest. His expression changed. "Noble Frost Fang …" he murmured.
He knew very well that the scimitar was carved from the tusk of a thousand-year-old Divine Elephant. It was as pure as frost and had been infused with the Divine Elephant's power. It had been a treasure of the Elephant King of Lion Camel Ridge.
"Senior Brother Jue An, did you betray your master?" Sun Wukong stopped laughing and asked.
Jue An looked at Sun Wukong's white teeth. Fear flashed through his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"So what if I did?"
Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes. "So what you said before was also a lie to deceive me?"
"Not entirely. Patriarch Bodhi is indeed severely injured. He's not far from death. However, it was Jueming and I who injured him. "Jue An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.
In order to put on a realistic performance and deceive the shrewd Sun Wukong, the injuries on his body were not fake.
"If that's the case, killing you alone won't be enough." Sun Wukong muttered.
"To tell you the truth, Elder Ancestor has already killed Jueming with a single palm strike. You can still catch up to him on the Yellow Springs Path." Jue An was aware that Sun Wukong was already heavily injured, so he wasn't afraid at all.
"Are you an idiot? I've already erased my record of death. I won't enter the cycle of reincarnation. "Sun Wukong suddenly threw his head back and laughed.
"If the underworld doesn't accept you, then you can wait for your soul to scatter," Jue An said with a fake smile.
Sun Wukong looked at Jue An as if he were looking at an idiot. He pulled the scimitar out of his wound and asked, "I really don't understand. You're the Patriarch's disciple. Why did you betray your master?"
"Why? Because the Patriarch was unfair. He didn't teach the human race or the immortal race. Why did he have to take in demons like you? What's more infuriating is that he didn't hide his true abilities from you, you macaque. Why? Jueming and I have been at his side since before he established his sect. Why did he teach you all his abilities and help you become a Buddha or an immortal? We didn't get anything! "Jue An said indignantly.
"You're asking why? I'd like to ask you something. If you dare to cause a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace, will you be able to protect Tang Seng on his journey to the west? "Sun Wukong asked with a smile.
"Hmph, you're just a tool for someone else. In the end, weren't you still suppressed by the Five Finger Mountain for five hundred years? Is that worth being so proud of?" Jue An snorted coldly and mocked.
"Then what you're doing now isn't being used as a tool?" Sun Wukong asked.
"I …" Jue An was at a loss for words. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
However, at that moment, several hundred white threads condensed once again from void space. A brand new Inescapable Net was formed, trapping Sun Wukong in the center once again.
Sun Wukong didn't seem surprised at all. He just lowered his head and looked at his chest.
The wound caused by the Noble Frost Fang didn't show any signs of healing. Golden blood was still flowing out.
He slowly took off the cassock draped over his body and put it away. A red cloak fluttered behind him. His eyes shone brightly and his fighting spirit increased.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that the Great Sage Equalling Heaven who had defeated a hundred thousand celestial soldiers had returned.
"Since you've started a war, I, Sun Wukong, will accompany you to the end!" Sun Wukong shouted. He turned the long staff in his hand and pointed it at Yang Jian.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly flashed and actually disappeared on the spot.
"So fast …" Hua Shiniang exclaimed. She suddenly pulled her ten fingers in front of her.
There was a sudden distortion in the void in front of him. It was the inescapable net woven by him that moved along with it, cutting some slight cracks in the void. However, Sun Wukong's figure was no longer in the area covered by the net.
On the other side, Jue An panicked and cursed inwardly. Just as he was about to escape, a storm swept toward him from behind.
Sun Wukong's figure arrived in an instant. The Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand was no longer restrained. He didn't dodge at all and smashed down on Jue An's head. The thick killing intent engulfed the void space below and made it difficult to breathe.
In an instant, Jue An felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He couldn't move at all.
In the nick of time, a golden light flashed in front of him. A figure appeared in front of him. It was Yang Jian.
He held the three-pointed, double-edged sword with both hands and raised it to meet the attack.
Bam!
Where the long staff landed, there was a loud explosion, and an earth-shattering pressure suddenly descended. Even Yang Jian was hit by the huge force and fell to the ground, collapsing a cliff in the middle of the mountain.
Although Jue An didn't resist the attack directly, he was still shaken by the aftershock. His body was smashed to the ground.
"I knew it. Demons will always be demons and devils will always be devils. Even if you cultivate immortal skills and comprehend Buddhism, you still can't change your nature." Yang Jian raised his head and roared angrily as his body soared into the sky.
Dazzling light shone around him. The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand stirred the void. It was so powerful that it could overturn rivers and seas. It created a thousand-foot wave in the sky and dragged Sun Wukong into it.
On the other side, Hua Shiniang who was high up in the sky had also unleashed all of her supernatural powers. She condensed a golden spiderweb cage that fell from the sky and merged with Yang Jian's power of the river and sea, forming a suppressive water prison.
At the same time, Jue An flew up and came to the front of the water prison. He quickly made a series of hand seals and golden talismans flew out from his sleeves toward the golden spiderweb cage.
Heart-losing Talisman, Soul-departing Talisman, Soul-losing Talisman, Soul-losing Talisman, Soul-losing Talisman, Soul-freezing Talisman … Each talisman was more urgent than the last.
Sun Wukong, who was in the cage, was not in a good condition. He was already overwhelmed by the combination of Yang Jian and Hua Shiniang. Now, Jue An's talismans were attacking his Divine Soul and mind.
Aside from the internal and external troubles, the wound on his chest that was stabbed by Noble Frost Fang was still bleeding. It was weakening his strength bit by bit.
The two Demon Ape Warriors that he brought with him wanted to help, but they were restrained by Hua Shi Niang, who was now free.
Right now, he was already isolated and without help.
"Sun Wukong, stay here obediently. When the matter above is settled, I can guarantee that you can leave safely." Yang Jian said coldly.
"Yang Jian, have you lost your mind? Or is there something wrong with my head? If anything happens to the Ancestor, do you think I, Old Sun, will let you go? I dared to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace when I was alone. Why would I be afraid of bringing the demons of Mount Huaguo to raze Overwave City to the ground? "Sun Wukong laughed and asked loudly.
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