Chapter 1957: The Little White Snake in the Oil Cauldron

"I am your uncle, how could I possibly lie to you? Go, use all of your Samadhi True Fire."

Sun Wukong curled his lips into a smile and said.

Red Boy looked at Sun Wukong with some doubt. This was not the first time Sun Wukong had said he was his uncle. Could it be that he really was his uncle?

But Red Boy had not the slightest memory of this Sun Wukong. Coming from the Non-Phase Realm this time was purely to obey the Evil Emperor's order to take Sun Wukong's life, yet he had unexpectedly fallen into a trap.

Red Boy flew down at this moment, drifting below Yang Li Daxian's oil cauldron, his entire body bathed in flames.

Yang Li Daxian still maintained a lazy attitude. He was just curious that Sun Wukong had been sleeping in the oil cauldron the whole time without any reaction.

"Could this duel really end in a draw? It seems I really underestimated Sun Wukong."

Yang Li Daxian thought to himself.

Just at this moment, he suddenly noticed the temperature of the oil cauldron beginning to rise rapidly.

No one noticed that among the red and yellow flames under the cauldron, a streak of crimson flame was spraying madly onto the bottom of the pot.

The oil cauldron began to smoke. Yang Li Daxian was somewhat anxious and could not help but say, "What's going on? What exactly is going on?"

Immediately after, a white, snake-like thing began to toss and jump in the oil cauldron.

Yang Li Daxian felt something was wrong and was about to get up, but it was too late. The oil cauldron began to boil in an instant, and then 'gurgling' bubbles began to rise.

"Ah! So painful! So hot!"

Yang Li Daxian's body struggled wildly in the oil cauldron, and he instantly lost his composure.

Red Boy was currently hiding at the bottom of the oil cauldron in his Primordial Spirit form, his crimson Samadhi True Fire continuously spewing out.

"Big Brother!" Yang Li Daxian looked toward the Grand National Master, panicked to the extreme, and shouted, "Save me!"

The Grand National Master frowned, also noticing the abnormality. He kicked off the ground, intending to fly to the oil cauldron to save Yang Li Daxian.

However, it was all too late. The oil cauldron boiled in just a single breath. Yang Li Daxian struggled and shouted a few times at first, then immediately lost his vitality and was scalded to death in the oil cauldron.

The Primordial Spirits of Sun Wukong and Fahai also returned to their bodies at this time, looking toward Yang Li Daxian with smiles in their eyes.

"What happened? Why did Yang Li Daxian suddenly die?"

"Did his magic power suddenly disappear?"

"Why was there no warning at all?"

"Yang Li Daxian died so miserably! He was actually scalded to death in the oil cauldron."

The Grand National Master looked at Yang Li Daxian, who had died miserably in the pot. The entire oil cauldron was still bubbling, and the bubbles were bursting.

He did not need to reach out and touch it to know how hot the oil cauldron was.

A trace of malice and anger flashed in his eyes as he looked toward Sun Wukong.

Clearly, he knew Yang Li Daxian's magic. Even if he were boiled in this kind of oil cauldron for three years, nothing would happen to him.

Why did the oil cauldron suddenly become scorching hot?

The King of Chechi was also full of shock as he looked at Yang Li Daxian.

Just then, a white, snake-like thing floated up in the oil cauldron. Upon seeing it, the Grand National Master immediately channeled his true energy to protect his body, preparing to fish the thing out.

But just at this moment, a figure appeared beside him and grabbed his wrist one step ahead. ===== CHAPTER 1959 =====