Three-Pupil National Preceptor Falls, White Dragon Returns to the West Sea

Boom!

A thunderous crash!

A ball of fire suddenly erupted from the Three-Pupil National Preceptor's body.

He immediately revealed another form.

It was a terrifying monster beyond description. If not for that pair of eyes with three pupils each, no one could have connected him with the National Preceptor from moments ago.

This was the true form of the Three-Pupil Tribe, and also their most powerful battle state.

"You Monkey Head, how dare you secretly poison me! I originally intended to leave your corpse intact, but now I've run out of patience. I'll make your body and soul perish together."

The Three-Pupil National Preceptor let out a beast-like roar. He suddenly appeared behind Sect Master Tongtian, opened his bloody maw, and swallowed him whole.

Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help letting out a cry of alarm.

The sight was truly bloody and frightening...

When Jiang Liuer saw this, his expression did not change in the slightest. He knew that Great Sage Sun was certainly fine.

That confidence came from his understanding and knowledge of Great Sage Sun.

The three junior disciples had also grown accustomed to scenes like this. Unlike at the beginning, they no longer felt especially worried.

When Tang Emperor Li Shimin saw what was happening, however, he was overjoyed. His delight was written all over his face!

"You Monkey Head, you were shouting at me just now. Let's see how long you can keep shouting."

The Three-Pupil National Preceptor suddenly let out a pained wail. His entire body convulsed and writhed violently, and he even rolled around on the ground.

Boom!

Another thunderous crash rang out.

The Three-Pupil National Preceptor's enormous body suddenly exploded, splitting into countless glittering particles that floated through the void.

Sect Master Tongtian appeared in the void and began chanting a mantra.