Chapter 324: Brothers, Farewell—Great Sage

The three entered the cave hall.

Two figures sat cross-legged in the great hall.

They were the Wind-Communicating Great Sage, Mi Hou Wang, and the Spirit-Driving Great Sage, Yu Rong Wang.

Both now exuded weak qi; Mi Hou Wang's black iron battle armor bore a prominent slash, stretching from left shoulder to right abdomen.

Yu Rong Wang's left arm was wounded, half his body soaked in blood.

Most deadly was the sinister demonic energy swirling around their wounds—like a malignant growth clinging to bone, steadily devouring their blood and qi, preventing healing.

Hearing footsteps, Mi Hou Wang opened his eyes.

Seeing who had come, his pale face twisted into a smile: "Seventh brother, Brother Su… how did you get here?"

"Elder brothers." Sun Sun Wukong strode up to the stone dais and gripped Mi Hou Wang's shoulder.

A pure stream of magic power surged from Sun Sun Wukong's palm into Mi Hou Wang's body, aiding him in expelling the sinister demonic energy.

The demonic energy proved stubborn; upon meeting Sun Sun Wukong's magic power, it even tried to counterattack. Sun Sun Wukong frowned, preparing to intensify his output and forcibly purge it.

"Monkey Brother, your magic power isn't suited for healing—let me handle it." Su Chen stepped forward and placed his hand on Yu Rong Wang.

Su Chen activated his mind, setting the *Hunyuan Jin Dan Zhen Jie* in motion; his magic power transformed into wood attribute, becoming a green glow that pierced directly into Yu Rong Wang's meridians.

The peak-level Emperor Taiyi Jin Jin Xian wood magic instantly suppressed and purged the sinister demonic energy.

Moments later, Yu Rong Wang spat out a jet of black blood, his complexion finally regaining a hint of color.

Su Chen applied the same method, completely removing the sinister demonic energy from Mi Hou Wang's body.

"Thank you, Brother Su," Mi Hou Wang and Yu Rong Wang rose and bowed to Su Chen.

Sun Sun Wukong stood aside, golden eyes burning with furious flame: "Elder brothers, what happened? Who in the Northern Bei Ju Lu Continent could have wounded you both so badly?"

Mi Hou Wang glanced at Yu Rong Wang and sighed.

"A month ago, a new force suddenly emerged nearby," Mi Hou Wang said in a low voice. "Its leader is a demon king who wields a great sword, calling himself 'Devouring Tun Tian Yaowang.'"

"This Devouring Tun Tian Yaowang has countless elite troops and fierce generals, and he acts with extreme brutality. Upon appearing, he began forcing nearby rogue cultivators to submit. A few days ago, he sent us a challenge, demanding we surrender our base and pledge allegiance to him."

Sun Sun Wukong sneered. "Bold words."

Yu Rong Wang took over, teeth clenched: "We naturally refused. When have my brother and I ever bowed our heads? Especially now that we stand behind the Demon Alliance. So yesterday, the Devouring Tun Tian Yaowang personally led his forces to attack."

"I joined forces with Fifth Brother to fight him," Yu Rong Wang clenched his right fist. "Though his cultivation is only peak Emperor Taiyi Jin Jin Xian, his cultivation art is extremely strange. His great sword carries a sinister demonic energy that corrodes magic treasures and directly damages the primordial spirit."

"We fought with all our strength and barely held our ground. But his troops were fearless, forming a strange formation that shattered our defenses. To cover our brothers' retreat, we had to endure several of his strikes."

Here, Mi Hou Wang slammed his fist onto the stone dais, face twisted with humiliation: "Seventh brother, we are incompetent—we've brought shame to the Demon Alliance."

Sun Sun Wukong said nothing, head bowed, his expression hidden.

Su Chen stood aside, gazing at a wisp of gray-black demonic energy clinging to his fingertips, eyes deep.

The power structure of the Northern Bei Ju Lu Continent had been fixed for countless millennia.

Major demon kings each held their territories, never encroaching on one another.

A demon king capable of standing against two Emperor Taiyi Jin Jin Xian Great Sages could not have appeared out of nowhere.

His sudden arrival and grand disturbance must have a hidden agenda.

Su Chen pondered, rubbing his fingers to disperse the sinister demonic energy.

"Where is this Devouring Tun Tian Yaowang now?" Sun Sun Wukong suddenly asked, his calm voice brimming with boundless rage.

Mi Hou Wang blinked, instinctively replying: "Three ten-thousand li north, in Golden Wind Valley. He's taken our outer camp and is reorganizing his troops, vowing to flatten this main peak in three days."

"No need to wait three days."

Sun Sun Wukong slowly raised his head; in the dim cave hall, his golden eyes blazed blindingly bright.

A domineering aura erupted violently from his otherwise unimposing frame.

"Clang!"

Sun Sun Wukong sharply pulled the Ruyi Jingu Bang from his ear.

The dark-gold iron rod instantly grew to a zhang in length in his grip.

He gripped it with one hand and slammed it hard onto the ground.

"Boom!"

The entire cave hall shook; the solid rock floor cracked into a crater.

Sun Sun Wukong's furious voice echoed through the hall: "They dare lay hands on my brothers? Let him boast of devouring heaven or spitting earth—I'll turn him into a corpse today!"

"Seventh brother, don't act rashly!" Mi Hou Wang forced down his injury and cried urgently, "The Devouring Tun Tian Yaowang's background is unknown, his art is strange. He dares expand openly—there may be even stronger forces behind him. We should plan carefully—first send word to Elder Brother and the others, summon the Demon Alliance's army…"

"Plan your damn nonsense!"

Sun Sun Wukong yanked the Ruyi Jingu Bang free and slung it over his shoulder.

"My brothers are beaten, and I'm supposed to go back for reinforcements? If word gets out, where's my face as the Great Sage Equaling Heaven? Where's the Demon Alliance's face?"

Sun Sun Wukong turned to Su Chen: "Little brother, stay here and watch over the two elder brothers. I'll be back soon."

Su Chen nodded slightly, stepping forward two paces to stand beside Sun Sun Wukong.

He brushed dust from his green robe, voice calm.

"Since they've come to our door, the Demon Alliance has no reason to hide like a turtle," Su Chen said to Mi Hou Wang. "Sixth Brother, rest assured—today's Demon Alliance still has the mettle. Outside a few select forces, we can stand against anyone in the Three Realms."

Su Chen turned to Sun Sun Wukong and said calmly: "Monkey Brother, for safety's sake, let's go together. You handle the fighting—but try to leave one alive. I'd like to know who's stirring up trouble in the Northern Bei Ju Lu Continent."

Sun Sun Wukong grinned, revealing sharp white fangs.

"Good!"

Before the word ended, he spun and shot out of the cave hall as a streak of golden light.

Su Chen stepped forward, transforming into a streak of emerald light that followed close behind.