Chapter 1337: The Great Sage's Predicament

Yang Jian looked indifferently at the curved knife plunged into Sun Wukong's chest, a flicker of change in his eyes as he muttered, "Noble Frost Tooth..."

He was well aware that this short blade was said to be carved from the tusk of a thousand-year-old divine elephant from the Tianzhu Country. As pure as frost, it was also imbued with the divine elephant's mana, possessing some mysterious power and had always been treasured by Elephant King of Lion Camel Ridge.

"Brother Jue An, are you betraying our sect?" Sun Wukong's laughter ceased, and he asked, enunciating every word.

Jue An looked at the bared, grim teeth of Sun Wukong, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said through clenched teeth:

"So what if I am?"

"Then everything you said before was all a pack of lies to deceive me, old Sun?" Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and asked.