The moment Shen Luo entered the secret chamber where Sun Wukong was, he saw a massive golden ape whose four limbs were bound by golden chains engraved with runes, firmly pinned to the ground.
Flames burned beneath his feet like two Flame Golden Lotuses. Xi Wind blew over the crown of his head, while golden lightning clustered around him. It was truly the highest treatment—the Three Calamities had descended together.
The Flame Golden Lotuses surged upward, Xi Wind blew downward, and lightning raged without restraint. Even Sun Wukong could not withstand it, and his aura visibly grew weaker.
When Shen Luo sensed even his Divine Soul fluctuations beginning to dissipate, he was greatly alarmed and knew Sun Wukong would not be able to endure it.
Just as Shen Luo was about to intervene, the golden ape, already half-submerged in golden flames, spoke. "Don't come over. Don't move. Don't interfere..."
His voice was incredibly hoarse, completely unlike Sun Wukong's usual tone, yet his resolve was absolute.
Hearing this, Shen Luo hesitated briefly and did not interfere. He merely activated his Spatial Law Power to stabilize the surrounding space, preventing the violent forces from overturning the entire Nine Dragons Hall.
However, before long, the flames had completely engulfed Sun Wukong. At first, violent roars could still be heard, but they gradually faded.
Until the roars finally vanished, the struggling figure stopped moving as well.
Then, a gust of Xi Wind swept down from above. Everywhere it passed, the flames vanished completely, leaving behind only a huge body charred black as coal, still standing upright in its final pose from before death.
All traces of aura on that charcoal-black body had returned to silence. Nothing could be sensed from it.
Just as Shen Luo was about to step forward and inspect it, a