Pigsy held the barely breathing Sun Wukong in his arms, his face full of sorrow as he wailed without stop.
"Monkey Bro, what happened to you? Monkey Bro, you mustn't let anything happen to you!"
Sun Wukong's face was blackened by soot. Burned to the point of barely clinging to life, he was taking in less air than he breathed out, on the verge of dying.
Sandy was quietly shedding tears at the side as well.
"Master was captured by the demon, and Senior Brother was burned into this state by that demon. What are we supposed to do? Could it be that we really won't make it to the Western Heavens?"
"Enough, enough. Stop howling."
The two of them were giving Wang Yuan a headache, so he simply sat up, took a small bottle from his sleeve, and tossed it to Pigsy.
"Pour this over his face, and he'll be fine."
Although they had no idea what was inside the little bottle, Wang Yuan had said so. With no other way out, they could only trust him for the moment.
Pigsy carefully pulled out the stopper and poured out what was inside.
It was an indescribably beautiful radiance that shook the soul.
The contents of the little bottle seemed to have been condensed from the most brilliant lights of heaven and earth. As they fell onto Sun Wukong's face, they became droplets of water glowing with seven-colored light, which he rapidly absorbed without consciousness.
The black ash on his face swiftly faded away, as did the deathly air covering his features.
In its place, vitality gradually emerged.
Having once been Marshal Tian Peng and a direct disciple of the Human Sect, how could Pigsy fail to recognize what this was?
"Th-this... this is Three Lights Divine Water?!"
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