Mysterious Monkey

Just as Little Golden Monkey stood there dazed, Bald Bird suddenly popped out from behind him and cursed, "Damn it, you dead monkey, get inside, or you'll get caught in the blast..."

Before he could finish, Bald Bird froze. His gaze fell on Chen Fan, and only then did he see Chen Fan's body, a mangled mass of blood and flesh. He was instantly dumbstruck.

Much of Chen Fan's flesh had been carved away, leaving scarcely an inch intact. Bone was visible in some places. This was the first time Bald Bird had seen him so grievously wounded. The true essence throughout his body was nearly exhausted, and only a faint thread of life force remained within him to keep him alive. In other words, Chen Fan was barely clinging to his last breath.

Although the Immortal Palace's master had also suffered injuries, after donning an immortal-artifact-grade treasure armor, the formidable recovery ability of a late-stage Spirit Severing cultivator gradually took effect within him. He was slowly returning to his peak state.

"Hmph, just in time. Once I cripple this brat's cultivation, it will be your turn." His spirit body having been destroyed, the Immortal Palace's master was consumed by fury. With a cold snort, he raised his hand and struck directly toward Chen Fan's dantian.

Little Golden Monkey frowned and shouted, "Stop!" Then he transformed into an exceedingly swift streak of golden light and shot toward the Immortal Palace's master.

Seeing that things were going wrong, Bald Bird wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.

"Go... back." Chen Fan struggled to force out the two words, trying to warn Little Golden Monkey to leave quickly.

Yet Little Golden Monkey paid no heed. Dense golden runes gleamed across the streak of light around him as he suddenly