The three spirit monkeys recognized the four people and immediately cried out in delight. Yang Yuanhong rose at the sound and transformed into a dragon, swooping over.
The True Person frowned slightly at the sight, never expecting that these four were actually allied with the monkeys.
Sensing the formidable aura radiating from Yang Yuanhong, he raced through his options. After hesitating for barely a breath, he decisively turned and fled.
There were still plenty of plump sheep to slaughter in this blessed land. There was no need to waste time and energy on such a powerful foe.
"Ah! Why did he run?"
"Rat! Dare to come back here, and see if your Monkey Grandpa doesn't beat you to death!"
"Rat, rat!"
The three spirit monkeys shouted with great ferocity, but their bodies all hid behind Yang Yuanhong.
Rather than throwing threats at their opponent, they were more likely trying to bolster their own courage.
Yang Yuanhong had no intention of giving chase either. His opponent was powerful, and since he had voluntarily abandoned his hunt for the three monkeys, there was no need for them to invite trouble.
"Why are there only the three of you? Where is Immortal Lady Rui?"
After the True Person had gone far away, Yang Yuanhong turned and asked them.
At his question, complicated expressions appeared in all three monkeys' eyes.
Yang Yuanhong saw traces of grief in their gazes, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
"Yang Gao Cultivator, this place is exceedingly strange. We were originally following at our king's side, but unexpectedly encountered a black-robed demonic cultivator."
After a moment of silence, the leading spirit monkey opened its mouth and answered, "We originally had strength in numbers and had already beaten him back step by step. But just when we