Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 189 Fierce Battle

However, Old Monkey was not blinded by victory. He knew that the old monkey king would not give up the throne so easily. He had rebelled 85 times without success. Old Monkey said seriously, "The old monkey king will definitely not give up easily. We must prepare quickly to meet the upcoming decisive battle."

Although Aunt Pig and Brother Silver Pheasant were injured, they still stood firmly by Brother Monkey's side. Aunt Pig said, "Brother Monkey, you're right, the most difficult time is yet to come."

The eldest silver pheasant also said, "That's right, we must unite and fight against the old monkey king together. I believe that as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to drive the old monkey king off the throne."

Tuantuan chimed in, "Yes, cousin, our dream will definitely come true."

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Old Monkey stood in the open space in front of the Monkey King's Cave, the mountain wind whipping his tangled fur, the fire poker rattling in his hand. Behind him was a crooked orcish column; though they looked spirited, their morale was low.

Aunt Pig used a tiger-skin cloak to cover the bruises on her belly, Brother Silver Pheasant propped himself up on one wing, his feathers covered in mud, while Tuan Tuan was scratching at the broken animal bones on his rattan armor with his front paws, a bloodstain on his black and white face. This was their 85th rebellion, and the first time they had truly touched the hem of the old monkey king's robes.

“Fatty, you go around to the left side of the waterfall later.” Old Monkey suddenly spoke up, scratching a charred mark on the rock wall with his fire poker: “See that protruding blue stone? Old Monkey always uses that to get leverage when he retreats.”

Tuantuan looked along the tip of the stick and saw a smooth, mirror-like stone on the edge of the misty cliff, with the cracks she had made that morning.

The sound of chains dragging on the ground came from inside the cave, and the figure of the old monkey king gradually became clear in the morning mist. Unlike his usual composure, his left arm was wrapped with a blood-soaked banana leaf, and his golden crown was askew on his gray head. When his cloudy gaze swept over the beasts, Tuantuan clearly saw a trace of weariness flash beneath his wrinkled eyelids.

The old monkey king was very frustrated. He had been the guardian of Mount Emei for thousands of years, but ever since this little monkey was born, he had led the monkeys of Mount Emei to challenge his authority repeatedly. There were 85 rebellions, and he was suppressed 85 times, but the little monkey's entrepreneurial enthusiasm was still not extinguished. Now the old monkey king himself felt tired.

Seeing the old monkey king standing at the cave entrance, the old monkey brother gripped the fire poker tightly in his hand. Although the other monkeys mustered their courage, they still couldn't hide their fear.

"Attack!" Monkey Brother suddenly roared. The silver pheasant's last remaining wing stirred up a cloud of dust, and Aunt Pig, wearing a cloak, rushed straight to the cave entrance. More than thirty monkeys swung down from the treetops, clinging to vines.

The old monkey king sneered and raised his hand, his five sharp claws like steel knives drawn from their sheaths. But just as he was about to swing at Aunt Pig, his hand was stopped by a fire poker. Old Monkey had somehow climbed onto the stalactites on the cave ceiling, and the sparks from the poker were sizzling and burning the old monkey king's wrist.

In the chaos, Tuan Tuan rolled to the side of the bluestone, his rattan armor becoming even heavier after being soaked by the waterfall. He saw his cousin Monkey being choked and pressed against the rock wall by the old monkey king, his fire poker falling into the deep pool during the struggle; the silver pheasant's feathers stuck on the old monkey king's shoulder like a torch that was about to go out; and Pig Sister was gnawing at the iron chain with her tusks, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth like a stream.

Suddenly, the old monkey king's eyes blazed with fury as he stared intently at Tuan Tuan beside him. Then, his sharp claws, accompanied by a whooshing sound, slashed down, forcing Tuan Tuan back into a corner against the rock wall. Amidst the flying debris, his round body crashed into the moss-covered stone wall, blood seeping from the wounds on his front paws staining his black and white fur crimson. The old monkey king's scarlet pupils reflected Tuan Tuan's trembling silhouette, his five cold, iron-like fingernails already aimed at the iron-eating beast's throat.

"An iron-eating beast?" The old monkey king's voice was laced with sarcasm, and dark purple demonic power gathered at the tip of his claws: "It's nothing but a fleshy ball covered in iron!"

Aunt Pig's tusks were stuck in the chains, unable to break free; Brother Silver Pheasant's broken wing flapped desperately across the muddy ground. Old Cousin Monkey was pinned to the edge of the pond by three old monkey guards; the bubbles from the fire poker still lingered at the bottom. Tuan Tuan could hear his own rapid heartbeat, his nostrils filled with the stench of blood and damp moss. He clumsily raised his forepaws to try and block, but the soft fur peeking out from between his armor plates was completely exposed.

"Crack..." The moment the claws tore through the air, a burst of scalding heat suddenly erupted from Tuan Tuan's back. Dense bronze patterns appeared on the originally dull surface of the rattan armor, and dazzling golden light shot out from the inlaid animal bones.

The old monkey king's claws struck an invisible barrier, sparks flying as a metallic clang resounded. Tuantuan was thrown back half a foot, the rock face against which his back pressed cracking open with a deafening roar, scattering debris like a torrential downpour.

The old Monkey King's pupils constricted sharply, and the demonic power at his fingertips was backlashed by the golden light, causing a shockwave to erupt. Every hair on Tuan Tuan's body stood on end, and the patterns on his Vajra Armor seemed to move with life, weaving the totem of the Shu Mountain Alliance on his chest. The rocks beneath his feet could not withstand the energy shock, and spiderweb-like cracks spread deep into the Monkey King's cave.

"The Vajra Armor..." Tuan Tuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his round eyes widening. He abruptly curled into a black and white iron ball, using the recoil to propel himself upwards. The golden light on the armor solidified, like a burning meteor, and slammed heavily into the old monkey king's chest.

"boom……"

As the mountain trembled, the Monkey King's golden crown shattered, and his demonic power dissipated into a sky full of purple mist. As he tumbled to the ground, the light on his vine armor gradually faded, leaving only the broken bones of his forepaws as evidence of the life-or-death moment that had just passed.

Vajra Armor is a passive defensive skill of the Iron-Eating Beast, making it immune to all attacks once triggered.

Faced with Tuan Tuan's sudden burst of power, Monkey Lao Biao, Pig Er Shen, Silver Pheasant Brother and other orcs were stunned. Monkey Lao Biao was secretly delighted, thinking that his team finally had a powerful member.

The old monkey king smiled faintly, his sharp claws tearing through the morning mist, carrying a dark purple demonic power as he aimed straight for Tuan Tuan's throat. The iron-eating beast clumsily retreated, its back slamming against the slippery rock wall, blood beads seeping from the gaps in its diamond armor spreading like plum blossoms on the moss.

The wrinkles beneath the old monkey king's golden crown suddenly twisted—at the critical moment, the black and white ball of fur tore open the rattan armor straps and turned the entire suit of armor over.

"Fool!" the Monkey King sneered, his claws flashing with a purple light that surged three inches. But the instant they touched the inside of the armor, the bronze patterns seemed to awaken like living snakes, tracing the Big Dipper formation along the seams of the armor.

"boom……"

The Seven Star Array burst forth with azure light, and the moment it collided with the Monkey King's demonic power, the waterfall condensed into ice crystals in mid-air. Tuan Tuan's fur stood on end, feeling as if his armor had turned into a furnace, with the Shu Mountain Alliance totem seared onto his back. He used the recoil to propel himself into the air, his inverted Vajra Armor refracting a rainbow of light in the sunlight.

Although Jin Gang Jia saved Tuan Tuan's life, he was seriously injured, with his front paws broken.

Looking at the traitors he had defeated, the old monkey king had no smile on his face, but appeared very calm. There was disappointment, surprise, and relief, but no anger.

"You may go back now." With that, the old monkey king returned to the monkey king's cave.

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