In the valley, the golden-haired monkey king and the two elderly men in grey and blue robes did not move.
At this moment, the golden-haired monkey king was rapidly losing strength. He was blind and did not want to struggle futilely. He preferred to weather the storm passively and respond as needed.
The elderly men in grey and blue robes, on the other hand, were biding their time, waiting for the golden-haired monkey king to be completely drained of strength.
Engaging at this time probably wouldn't end well for them.
"Big monkey, I came to help you." Suddenly, a loud shout echoed from one direction.
Turning to look, the grey- and blue-robed men were slightly taken aback. What was this little guy doing here? Did he have the audacity to show himself?
Sensing another presence rapidly approaching, the golden-haired monkey king tensed up.
