The Yaksha clan are Liyue immortal beasts. Most of them are warlike by nature, and their strength is extraordinary. After the ancient war, they were given the title "Dharma Protector" by the King of Rocks, which means: "killing to protect the Dharma".

Among them, there are five strongest yakshas, ​​known as the "immortal yakshas", who are the generals of the Rock King.

They have eliminated many hardships and saved countless people in their years of fighting and fighting...

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Until now, the Yaksha clan has disappeared, and among the five strongest [immortal Yakshas], only one demon-conquering sage is still alive in the world.

The original purpose of Mandrill's trip was to find traces of the last missing person, but he never expected to encounter a more urgent incident, so he temporarily put it behind his mind.

but now......

Although many years have passed and things have changed, the purple mask has never faded from Mandrill's memory.

That is the mark of the glorious Grand Marshal Soaring Snake, it is the symbol of the proud Thunder Yaksha on the battlefield, and it is also the mark that the Immortal Yaksha named [Fushe] is proud of.

But it is broken now.

And... he was found by this weird human being in front of him...

Does that mean...

At the same time, Xiuji also spoke.

The voice was soft, like a ghost whispering, slowly penetrating through the power of dirty karma.

"Liyue Immortal, you should remember this thing... After all, the [owner] of this mark was talking about your name at the last moment..."

"Let me think..."

Chi——

Unknowingly, Xiuji's figure became illusory, and he actually passed through the power of karma and came to Mandrill.

Mandrill had no idea, his eyes seemed to be locked on this mask.

The silver spear emitted a strange light, dyeing the golden hole of the mandrill with a hint of silver grey, and the wind elements flying around it became weaker and weaker.

"Your name is... Yingda?"

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, Xiuji waved his hand, and a fragment of a fiery red garment decayed by time appeared next to the mask.

There are a few words vaguely engraved on it - [Fire Rat General].

This is the token left by Yingda before she completely fell into madness.

Mandrill stared blankly at the fragments in front of him. There seemed to be residual flames burning on them, just like that lively old friend.

Ying Da...she has fallen long ago...

"Or...you are called...Mi Nu?"

Soon, the ghostly tone appeared again, this time accompanied by a dark golden broken gemstone.

The core of the incomplete gemstone has beautiful and elegant lines, which are the marks of [General Heart Monkey].

Almost at the same time, the voice sounded again.

"Oh...maybe, you can also call it...Fannan?"

The next moment, a pale blue petal appeared next to the dark golden gem. As time passed, the petal was about to wither, but there was still water flowing on it, which seemed to narrate the unwillingness of its owner.

Gentle as water, the yaksha of the immortals - [General Rasenaki].

At this moment, the tokens of the four old friends all appeared in front of them, and the thoughts and emotions contained in them were vented without reservation.

as if...

The four old friends appeared in front of Mandrill and extended their hands to him as always.

[Jinpeng, what are you doing here? We didn’t prepare a special dinner for you!]

The half-dressed Fushe laughed and spoke, while the Grand Marshal, who was extremely majestic on the battlefield, teased his friends like an ordinary person.

[Brother, you’d better put on your clothes... Jinpeng, don’t sleep either. Did you say you’d like to go shopping in the market today? 】

Mi Nu, who had an extremely calm voice, was exquisitely dressed and elegant, spoke angrily.

[Brother Fushe, why don’t you wipe off the graffiti on Jin Peng’s face first...]

A soft voice, as clear as water bells, is the most gentle way to speak.

[No! I think it’s pretty good-looking, right Jinpeng?]

With a lively voice, this is Ying Da, a guy who seems to be always energetic.

So, who are they calling now?

Jinpeng...

The silver brilliance has completely enveloped Mandrill, and the golden hole of Mandrill has been covered with silvery gray.

"I......"

Mandrill stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to catch his old friend in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, there seemed to always be a certain distance between them.

The short distance, which seemed to be only a few meters, was like a natural chasm at this time.

This place and that place are already strangers and cannot communicate with each other.

At this moment, Xiuji's voice sounded again, this time as if it was close to the soul, sounding from the depths of the heart.

"or..."

"Come and tell me... Yaksha Immortal..."

"Your name, your pride, everything you have believed in for thousands of years..."

The first few have passed away, and he is the only one of the immortal yakshas still alive today.

At this point, there is no more blood link.

He is the loneliest existence here.

"My name..."

Card--

However, before Mandrill could say anything, a deep breath suddenly came from the outside world.

That is...

The moment he felt this breath, Mandrill understood what it was.

Demonic remnants...

It's something that he has been fighting against for thousands of years... No, it's not just him, it's something that all the Yaksha Immortals have been fighting against together.

But how could something like this appear at this time...

Mandrill's expression was originally puzzled, but in the next second, he understood.

——Because these devil remnants are coming for his old friend.

The black demonic filth clings to the token left by an old friend.

The dark golden gem was dyed black, and the pale blue petals were decayed and withered. The resentment of the demon between the two attracted each other. In the end, the resentment led them to collide together, and the two already dilapidated tokens were lost.

Destroyed, not a trace of smoke remained.

The fiery red fragments were covered with resentment, and the rushing flames stopped, forever losing their original vitality.

In the end, the demon's resentment focused on the purple mask.

They rushed toward the mask in overwhelming numbers, seemingly excited to destroy this most powerful and tenacious soul...

Ding--

They stopped.

The pure wind element covered the mask, forming an airtight shield.

——The mandrill took action.

The resentment of the devil's remnant...

At that time, he could not stop all this, he could only watch three old friends die as a result.

Now, he still can't stop all this, and he can only watch the tokens of these three old friends being corroded.

but....

He can protect Fushe's token, which is what he can do now.

No matter how much effort you put in, it's still worth it...

Chi——

In just the next second, the silver light completely eroded the young immortal's body.

"General Jinpeng, the Great Sage of Conquering Demons..."

"Or... [Mandrill]."

"I remember your name."

Behind Mandrill, Shuji's figure gradually solidified, holding the handle of the gun in his hand.
Chapter completed!