This was not even the most severe issue; the gravest one was Zhen Yuanzi, who had already fallen into aa.


    Ever since Tang Sanzang had be a saint on the spot, no one knew if they had noticed, but Zhen Yuanzi had made no further moves. Don’t think he was afraid.


    When the Demon n had trapped Master Tongtian, Zhen Yuanzi made his appearance, situated precisely behind the Supreme Elder Lord. Even though the Elder Lord realized it immediately, it was still toote.


    The Eight Trigrams Fire, tangled by the petals of the Transcendence Bloom, was unable to return to his side for defense.


    Furthermore, with six Heavenly Demons, who had been transcended without regard for their own lives, holding tightly onto the Elder Lord with their bodies and arms, he could only watch as Zhen Yuanzi’s left hand, which had turned into a Ginseng Fruit Tree root, fiercely imprinted onto the Elder Lord’s back.


    Thus, the Elder Lord’s fears came to fruition; that hand which had morphed into a root was slowly stretching into the Elder Lord’s skin from behind and was gradually encroaching towards the Elder Lord’s heart. The pace wasn’t fast but seemed unstoppable by any means.


    Keep in mind that although the Elder Lord wasn’t abat-oriented saint, he was still a saint who had achieved sanctity tens of thousands of years ago. In addition, he was the Ancestral Master of alchemy, and his body had been tempered day and night by countless divine treasures and natural wonders. His physical body’s toughness was about the same as that of the ancient mighty Water Deity Gonggong.


    Yet, he couldn’t seem to fend off the tree root.


    At this critical juncture involving his life, the Elder Lord made a ruthless decision.


    A person who could even self-detonate their life-bound magical treasure, when they resolutely decide to give up their life, can be tremendously terrifying, something that perhaps only Zhen Yuan knew too well.


    From the outside, everything seemed to be going smoothly, the Ginseng Fruit Tree root of the great immortal Zhen Yuan had already eroded arge portion, and it seemed that the Supreme Elder Lord would soon be done for. However, just at that moment, Zhen Yuan let out a horrific scream, and with his empty right hand formed like a saber, he chopped down.


    His left arm was severed clean off at the shoulder, still bearing a trace of charred mark from the mes at the point of severance.


    After that, Zhen Yuanzi fell from the sky.


    The remaining people on the sidelines thought that the attack had ended there, but to everyone’s surprise, the Bull Demon King, who had be delirious after the Monkey King’s death, suddenly erupted. The Mixed Iron Stick he had previously wielded was now nowhere to be found. In his hands, shockingly, was his own bull horn.


    This bull horn was as ck as ink, as if it could dye even time and space with its darkness.


    The Supreme Elder Lord, already grievously injured, could not evade this assault.


    The pitch-ck bull horn fiercely plunged into the Supreme Elder Lord’s chest. At that moment, a drastic change urred!


    A dazzling liquid too bright to look at directly flowed from the Elder Lord’s chest wound; in the blink of an eye, the ck bull horn was utterly concealed by this liquid. The Bull Demon King, with sharp reflexes, released his grip at the crucial moment, fortunately avoiding the liquid from sticking to his hand. Nevertheless, the bull horn had been rendered useless.


    It was only then that Master Tongtian broke free from the formation. So, the first thing Tongtianid eyes upon was the Supreme Elder Lord, with a massive bull horn embedded in his chest.


    Afterward, everyone felt as if the heavens were copsing and the earth was shattering, followed by terrifying ck fissures spreading from the spot where Tongtian was.


    Anyone with discernment knew that Tongtian had detonated the Array Diagram of Immortal ying, so the space couldn’t withstand it and copsed.


    At this moment, Bodhi Ancestor, who had been silent since the beginning, finally disyed his near-saintly power.


    Tongtian, to save the dying Supreme Elder Lord, set off the Eight Trigrams Formation Map, causing an explosion that shattered more than half of the spatial realm of the Twelve Layers of Heaven. This terrifying force of space made everyone feel an impending doom.


    Yet, the rapidly spreading spatial rifts were being forcefully suppressed by the power of a single individual, and in the presence of such supreme divine skill, space visibly healed at a rate perceptible to the naked eye.


    This person was none other than Bodhi Ancestor, who had all along remained unobtrusive and inconspicuous. As it turned out, Bodhi had refrained from joining the attack so that he could use his enormous mana to suppress Tongtian’s self-destructing magical treasure at the critical moment.


    Although it was uncertain at the outset what Tongtian would do, it was necessary to be on guard. If Tongtian had hardened his heart enough to risk destroying his magic treasures to fight desperately, and their side were unprepared, the situation would have been serious indeed.


    While the exploding force of the Array Diagram of Immortal ying was great, it only just managed to allow Tongtian a moment to fly to the Elder Lord’s side and recall all his protective treasures.


    As soon as Tongtian got ready, the hordes of demons surrounded him again. Even though every one of them was wounded and even though Tongtian wasn’t badly hurt, they still fearlessly encircled him.


    The battle had reached a point where almost everyone present was exhausted to their limits, except for two individuals!


    One was Eng God Yang Jian, who had previously been hit by the Great Saint, and the other was the Six-Eared Macaque, who hade to assist Wukong. Although Six-Eared had nearly picked up the staff to seek revenge when the Monkey King died, he managed to restrain himself.


    The reason was simple: when Sun Wukong left, he entrusted Six-Eared Macaque with a task—to keep a close watch on Yang Jian, Eng God. He absolutely couldn’t allow Yang Jian to free himself and return to Lingxiao Pce to assist the Jade Emperor. Thus, at the end, these two were still the ones with most of their mana intact.


    In the battle of the Twenty-Two Layer Heavens, no one in Heaven perished. Master Tongtian sustained minor injuries, losing three magic treasures. Supreme Elder Lord was critically injured and near death, losing his life-bound Magic Treasure—the Eight Trigrams Furnace—and the Eight Trigrams Fire within it.


    The Demon n’s Monkey King was killed in action; Bull Demon King and Zhen Yuanzi were poisoned by the Supreme Elder Lord’s blood toxin, critically injured and near death; Tang Sanzang, the Golden Winged Great Peng, Peng Demon King, the white elephant of Lion Camel Ridge, Flood Dragon Demon King, Lion Demon King, and the Green Lion were severely wounded; White Bone Spirit, Yellow Wind Monster, Rhino Monster, and the Hundred Eyed Demon Monarch exhausted their mana.


    All the elite members of the Demon n were killed in action. Not one was spared.


    At this moment, the thoughts of the two parties werepletely different. Due to the Supreme Elder Lord’s injury, Master Tongtian had lost all will to fight and wanted nothing more than to return promptly to treat the Supreme Elder Lord. As for these people, they could be exterminated any timeter.


    However, the Demon n was still spirited and keen on clustering together to dy Master Tongtian. If they could detain Master Tongtian, there was a chance that the Supreme Elder Lord might perish in the process.


    Thus, the situation became very delicate. Master Tongtian couldn’t let the Demon n see any intentions of retreating; otherwise, he would likely face a desperate onught from the Demon n.


    But the Demon n also couldn’t show Master Tongtian that they were willing to die just to keep him there; otherwise, Master Tongtian might make an all-out attempt to flee. For a saint who had achieved the Dao long ago and wanted to escape, with the current battle strength of the Demon n, no one believed they could keep him.


    Were they about to reach a stalemate yet again?


    The answer was no, because Eng God finally made his move.


    And he did so with full force from the get-go, setting his sights on the severely injured Bull Demon King.


    Hot on the heels of Eng God’s strike was the Six-Eared Macaque. However, he was just a fraction too slow.


    By the time the Six-Eared Macaque’s sky-supporting stick barely managed to block the tip of Eng God’s spear, Eng God’s Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword had already prated the Bull Demon King’s chest.


    Fortunately, because the strike was intercepted by the Six-Eared Macaque, the Bull Demon King’s life was saved.


    This incensed every member of the Demon n.


    As they all turned back with furious eyes, Master Tongtian finally found an opportunity and transformed into a streak of blue light, fleeing the scene.


    Now, those present were enraged; the tactics they had prepared to assault Master Tongtian were instead unleashed upon Eng God.


    Though Eng God was valiant, tangled up by the Six-Eared Macaque he couldn’t break free and ultimately had to take all of the attacks head-on. But just when everyone thought Eng God was sure to be obliterated, something unexpected happened.


    Indeed, someone had died, and they were certainly beyond saving.


    But that person was not Eng God.


    It was, instead, the Heaven-piercing Divine Dog.


    In the final moment, the Heaven-piercing Divine Dog shielded its master from all the attacks.


    Seeing this, everyone fell silent.


    Eng God didn’t say anything; he just gently picked up the body of the Heaven-piercing Divine Dog and stood still on the spot, as if waiting for death.


    In the end, it was Tang Sanzang who spoke up, "Eng God, you should leave." Without too many words, the meaning was understood by all.


    Eng God hesitated for a moment, then gave a sped fist salute. His eyes carried a touch of apology and self-reproach as he walked away step by step.


    This battle atst came to an end. Master Tongtian fled with the dying Supreme Elder Lord. The remaining people sat down on the spot to meditate and recover from their injuries.


    Tang Sanzang held the dim Transcendence Bloom in his hands and looked up in the direction of Lingxiao Pce.


    Within less than half a moment, the people at the scene split into two groups. Those with lighter injuries rushed to Lingxiao Pce to aid Sun Wukong, while another group with more serious injuries returned to Flower Fruit Mountain to heal.


    But at Lingxiao Pce, something astonishing had urred.