Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 644 - 510: Situation Reversed, Fall of the Void Saint

Chapter 644: Chapter 510: Situation Reversed, Fall of the Void Saint

As the battle had progressed to this point, the losses on both sides were extremely severe.

Zhao Gongming, Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, Yun Zhongzi, and others regathered, but upon looking around, the companions of the Three Realms, originally over fifty quasi-saints, now numbered only thirty.

The Demon Clan fared even worse, with more than one hundred and fifty saints reduced to just over seventy.

Among them, from fifty at the quasi-saint pinnacle, only a dozen remained alive.

There was no way around it; when the quasi-saints of the Three Realms self-detonated, they targeted those at the quasi-saint pinnacle.

The ordinary quasi-saints, they hardly even glanced at.

Even though the peak quasi-saints of the Demon Clan attempted to block the imminent self-detonations of ordinary quasi-saints, which of the ordinary Demon Clan quasi-saints, watching the people of the Three Realms embracing a resolve to die, would truly dare interfere?

Even Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Jingu Bang had snapped into two pieces, its whereabouts unknown, the South Pole Elderly Immortal’s walking stick had broken, along with one of his legs.

Zhu Bajie’s nine-toothed rake was smashed to pieces, covered in blood.

They all bore fierce wounds across their broad backs.

The quasi-saints of the Three Realms truly manifested their ruthlessness, with over twenty among them bearing injuries.

The Nine Heavens Profound Girl died in battle, unleashing a final roar as she perished together with a quasi-saint pinnacle of the Demon Clan.

Although the Demon Clan’s quasi-saints had been relentlessly depleting the Three Realms Barrier recently, it had considerably drained them.

But as the battle wore on, the people of the Three Realms waned further, their spirits even weaker compared to the Demon Clan.

Over twenty resolute individuals watched the remaining quasi-saints of the Demon Clan, none retreating.

They blocked the Demon Clan’s quasi-saints from the Three Realms with their own strength and corpses, fulfilling their promise to the sages of the Three Realms and their sacrifice for the Three Realms.

"To battle!"

Shennong cried out with tragic fervor, brandishing the battered Shennong Cauldron, charging once again at the Demon Clan’s quasi-saints.

Master Xuandu had died, before him.

This was the most unbearable fact for Shennong.

"To battle!"

Xuanzang’s demeanor shed all compassion, filled only with hatred for the Demon Clan.

The others, following their lead, continued to charge at the Demon Clan quasi-saints, fully aware that their foes outnumbered and outmatched them, yet they dashed forward without hesitation.

This scene stunned the quasi-saints of the Demon Clan; the quasi-saints of the Three Realms, despite their vast energy depletion, bore a momentum far surpassing that of the Demon Clan, especially as they faced death unflinchingly, leaving the Demon quasi-saints puzzled—who really were the demons here?

Why did these individuals of the Three Realms seem more demon-like than them?

In the void, beyond what mortal eyes could see, all sages actually kept watch over this battle.

After all, among sages, unless the gap was particularly vast, deciding a victor was exceedingly difficult.

Hence, they thought to seize a breakthrough from these quasi-saints.

But seeing the current situation, neither the saints of the Three Realms nor those of the Demon Clan could contain their astonishment.

"Surrender your life to me!"

Yuanshi Celestial Venerable roared defiantly at the Demon Clan’s Asura Saint, launching the Pangu Banner suddenly, striking the Asura squarely.

The Pangu Banner was the nemesis of all spirits; however, bizarrely, after being hit by the Pangu Banner, the Asura’s body simply dispersed, transforming into a wisp of soul that, after escaping from the range of the Pangu Banner, gathered again.

This sight caused the Yuanshi Celestial Venerable’s eyes to narrow sharply; this had been his best opportunity so far, and to find such a chance again would be difficult.

Nonetheless, the only solace for the Yuanshi Celestial Venerable was seeing the already somewhat pale face of the Asura grow even paler after reforming.

"Truly a fine treasure, but what a pity it is not in my hands, for perhaps it could unleash even greater power!"

The Asura eyed the Pangu Banner held by the Yuanshi Celestial Venerable with a dark expression, setting his sights on it.

This was an Innate Supreme Treasure; in the void, though each city was guarded by a Two-Step Saint, when it came to magical treasures, there was indeed a significant gap compared to the Three Realms.

At least within the entire Demon Clan, there were only three Innate Supreme Treasures.

And in the Three Realms, among the saints, everyone had one, a condition unnatainable by the Demon Clan, or indeed anywhere in the Void.

Thus, this had become a reason compelling the Demon Clan to launch attacks on the Three Realms.

"Hmph, try it if you dare!"

The Yuanshi Celestial Venerable faced the Asura, showing no fear at all.

Their strengths were closely matched, making it hard to determine a victor, let alone a matter of life and death.

And the saints of the Three Realms were almost universally trapped in this kind of stalemate.

However, Leader of the Tongtian Sect faced the Second and Third Elder, and although his mindset had elevated after returning from the Three Realms to beyond the Heavens, facing two Two-Step Saints alone was still strenuous.

And for Wang Yang, it was needless to say; facing the Great Elder of the Demon Clan, Ghost Slayer, he could merely struggle to hold on,

even appearing somewhat powerless to counter.

While the sage realm could not determine a winner, energy fluctuations had echoed countless times from the distant void.

These were the remnants of the clash between Yang Mei and Hongjun, which, for the two of them, even the incidental effects of their battle were like natural disasters, unavoidable and inevitable.

"Bind!"

Just when everyone thought the stalemate in the sage realm would drag on indefinitely, Empress Nuwa shouted, and the Phoenix Red Embroidered Ball instantly bound the Great Protector.