CHAPTER 1159: CHAPTER 358: STRIKE—ENCIRCLING JI MENG (PART 6)

The Golden God, Water God, Suiren, and Queen Mother have all arrived.

Even the Ancestral Kirin and Lord of Heaven Ancestor, as well as the Heavenly Wolf Supreme and Emperor Jiang, have been summoned by the Wood God.

Amitabha Buddha and Tathagata Buddha, meanwhile, are fixated on Zhunti, intent on eliminating this traitor.

No one expected the Heavenly Court to possess such formidable power.

Jie made a move, and together with Sun Jue, forced the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow into a disarrayed retreat.

Fortunately, their side received support from the Supreme, and Gui Che single-handedly held them back, leading to a fierce struggle.

The epic battle raged between both sides, each engaged in a relentless, bloody struggle.

Over a million Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were thrown into the fray, with both armies clashing, marking constant casualties at every moment.

"Heavenly Court, is it worth it to battle to the death with me just to kill one Ji Meng?"

Emperor Jun roared.

His rage surged within him as he felt Ji Meng’s condition, which was undoubtedly unwell.

His first marshal faced the possibility of falling this time.

This enraged Emperor Jun, for Ji Meng was the subordinate he valued most; if Ji Meng were to perish, Emperor Jun would face manifold troubles.

Ji Meng had followed him for countless eras, fiercely loyal, fighting their way to the present.

They were lord and subject, as well as brothers and comrades-in-arms.

Their bond needed no further elaboration.

Emperor Jun could not accept Ji Meng’s death.

Even the death of the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow would not concern him as much.

But Ji Meng was different.

The Eastern King responded with a faint smile, asking, "Emperor Jun, are you truly willing to destroy us all for one Ji Meng?"

Emperor Jun’s face darkened.

His fierce gaze fixed upon the Eastern King, yearning to break through the Eastern King’s blockade.

However, this time the Eastern King exerted his full strength, which even someone as strong as Emperor Jun could not break through.

Forcibly forcing through might lead to severe injury.

The Eastern King’s strength astonished even Emperor Jun.

"Emperor Jun, this cannot continue; our forces will be entirely depleted. Abandon Ji Meng."

The Eastern Emperor Tai Yi communicated telepathically.

He was somewhat anxious, for his side had lost a Supreme.

Even the Senior Commander-in-Chief was repeatedly severely wounded, narrowly escaping capture by the Heavenly Court’s elite.

Yet the Heavenly Court, too, suffered losses far greater than theirs.

But at this moment, the Heavenly Court’s elite appeared unstoppable, utterly unconcerned about casualties, and fought with reckless abandon.

They knew well that as long as a sliver of True Spirit remained, they could be resurrected, and the Heavenly Court had means to restore them.

Thus, the Heavenly Court’s elite fought with extraordinary zeal, verging on madness.

"No, Ji Meng cannot die."

Emperor Jun shouted in anger.

He glared at the Eastern King, speaking coldly, "Even if it means mutual destruction today, I will rescue Ji Meng."

Emperor Jun’s declaration inflamed his forces.

At this moment, Gui Che and his companions echoed the Eastern King’s words, shouting, "We must bring back Marshal Ji Meng!"

Emperor Jun’s elite were invigorated.

Conversely, the elite on Eastern Emperor Tai Yi’s side seemed indifferent and unwilling to fight with such desperation.

Ji Meng was subordinated to Emperor Jun and bore no relation to them; why should they risk themselves for Ji Meng?

The Senior Commander-in-Chief further communicated with Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, advising him to withdraw.

In truth, he was not optimistic about facing the current Heavenly Court.

If this battle continued, reconciliation between both sides would be virtually impossible.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi hesitated.

His thoughts differed from the Senior Commander-in-Chief, not because he feared the Heavenly Court, but because he felt the timing was premature.

Now was not the moment for a final showdown with the Heavenly Court; their power was insufficient.

Once the time was ripe and their strength was formidable enough, they would eliminate the Heavenly Court and the Three Pure Ones, seize dominion over the Three Realms, and break the Training shackles the Three Pure Ones imposed on them.

The Senior Commander-in-Chief’s persuasion spurred Eastern Emperor Tai Yi to retreat, making his decision.

"Emperor Jun, withdraw; if you won’t retreat, I will."

Emperor Jun was engaged in battle with the Eastern King when he heard Eastern Emperor Tai Yi’s words, almost causing him to vomit blood in fury.

He hadn’t expected Eastern Emperor Tai Yi to consider retreat at such a critical juncture.

Emperor Jun believed that if the battle continued, the Heavenly Court would collapse and be forced to retreat.

At that time, he could bring Ji Meng back.

But if Eastern Emperor Tai Yi withdrew, reclaiming Ji Meng would be exceedingly challenging.

Without Emperor Jun’s response, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi understood his intentions.

With a faint smile, he called everyone back.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi retreated.

Heavenly Court’s elite sighed in relief.

Their strength was naturally inferior to the joint forces of Eastern Emperor Tai Yi and Emperor Jun; their earlier reckless battle was due to that fact.

To strike the strong as the weak, desperation was necessary.

Now, only Emperor Jun’s lineage stood against the Heavenly Court.

However, Emperor Jun’s displayed strength did not surpass the Heavenly Court’s.

Guangcheng and the Ancestral Dragon closed in, intending to join forces with the Eastern King against Emperor Jun.

Emperor Jun snorted coldly, unruffled, as he continued his aggressive attacks despite their siege.

Yet, any astute observer could see Emperor Jun could not hold out much longer.

Under such circumstances, Emperor Jun’s defeat and demise were imminent.

Ji Meng’s Divine Thought also sensed this moment, filling him with emotion.

Though he was drenched in blood, the fire in his eyes seemed capable of incinerating the Nine Heavens.

"Your Majesty, this servant is not worthy of such sacrifice."

Ji Meng shouted, tears at the corners of his eyes.

He witnessed the invincible Emperor Jun besieged, being struck by three, with his crown knocked off and his long hair falling down, plunging him into utmost dire straits.

As a vassal causing his sovereign to risk all to rescue him, Ji Meng felt useless.

The sight of the dignified god of the Ancient Heavenly Court shedding tears moved Zhenyuan and Primordial Phoenix.

They respected such profound emotion between lord and subject.

"Wukong, perhaps let him go; after all, he is a person of significance."

Zhenyuan communicated telepathically.

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhenyuan with an eye that seemed to ridicule him, almost prompting Zhenyuan to slap him.

This guy lacked manners; how could he look at his elder brother like that?

"Old Sun spared him, but who would pay for the blood feud of the tens of thousands of immortals he killed?"

Sun Wukong retorted.

Zhenyuan awakened instantly, realizing this Ji Meng was no mere loyal servant but rather an executioner responsible for killing tens of thousands of immortals.

Such a vile being would deserve to die tens of thousands of times, his crimes boundless.

To have been moved by such a being was nothing short of laughable.