"Demonic artifact?"
The Six-Eared Macaque's expression shifted slightly. With a leap, he was about to charge toward Shen Luo.
This time, however, Sun Wukong flashed forward and blocked his path. Rolling his neck, he grinned and said, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Old Sun hasn't had enough of fighting you yet."
Yang Jian glanced at the demonic artifact Shen Luo was wielding, hesitation appearing on his face. Yet he quickly chose to stand beside Sun Wukong as well, blocking the Six-Eared Macaque.
"Shen Luo, hurry to the mountaintop! What are you standing around for?" Sun Wukong shouted.
"Yes." Shen Luo immediately agreed. After putting away Nine Serenities, he sped toward the mountaintop.
Fu Donglai promptly followed after him.
Rather than insist on pursuing Shen Luo, the Six-Eared Macaque looked at Sun Wukong in confusion. "You're not curious why he has a demonic artifact on him?"
"Aren't you curious why Old Sun has an immortal artifact in his hands?" Sun Wukong countered, weighing the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand.
Shen Luo and Fu Donglai soon reached the mountaintop. Fangcun Mountain's major sect grounds were concentrated here, and the fighting was far more intense than below. The summit had already been occupied by demon soldiers from Lion Camel Ridge, Demon Clan members from Demon King Stronghold, and disciples of Lingbo City, who were slaughtering and looting everywhere.
There were hardly any disciples from Spider Cave in sight. Hua Shiniang seemed to have come here alone.
The demon soldiers of Lion Camel Ridge and the Demon Clan members of Demon King Stronghold had always been exceptionally vicious. By now, they had completely lost themselves in the killing, slaughtering Fangcun Mountain disciples on sight. Some even directly used their blood essence and souls to refine demon weapons and demonic