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The God Slaying Mountain.
He stood tall and straight.
Standing in the mysterious world of nothingness.
God's Calamity Mountain, as its name implied: The place where the gods were slain.
Puff! ~
A man was thrown onto the bare peak of the God-Slaying Mountain, raising dust and dirt into the air.
”Hm?” He clenched his teeth and struggled to get up.
It was riddled with wounds! He was covered in blood …
This was a fur-faced Buddha.
Narrowing his eyes! Even though his expression was pained, a stubborn expression was written all over his face!
She was wearing a lotus root silk walking shoes, a purple gold crown with phoenix wings, and a gold armor with several holes in it.
Drip
Dark red blood dripped from the torn end of the golden armor.
His body suddenly went into a trance and powerlessly fell down …
He suddenly opened his fiery eyes and bit his lips.
Putong! He knelt down on one knee.
He held on to the iron rod in his hand, insisting that he should not fall down.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the fresh blood on his lips.
Ahh!
The wind rose and the clouds surged as killing intent filled the air!
A few of the Flying Immortals who were watching the show flew out from the dark clouds and headed over. Their gazes were focused on the God Slaying Mountain.
Who was that?
En ~ It seems to be Sun Wukong.
That's right! It was him! It was him! Victory: Sun Wukong
Who hurt him? What was going on?
Look! Isn't that one of them...
As the Great Pearl of the Apollo...
A chant.
An unrivaled Buddha, glowing with golden light, flew over!
Anger was written all over his face! A murderous aura!
He raised the huge palm high up in the air.
Whoosh! ~
With an apocalyptic force, he slammed his palm towards the God of Destruction Mountain …
Oh ~ Sun Wukong was finished...
Sigh! Late Hero! Who would have thought that Sun Wukong, who had caused such a ruckus in the Heavenly Court, would end up like this …
This Buddha really had the guts to do it! Isn't this one of his buddhist sects?
He could only blame Sun Wukong for meddling in the affairs of the Buddha family. Sigh …
The few flying Immortals in the distance whispered amongst themselves as they shook their heads and sighed.
”Boom!”
A deafening sound rang out!
The heavens shook and the earth quaked …
Rocks flew everywhere! Smoke...
Sun Wukong was like a thin piece of paper floating in the middle of the flying dust.
Buzz …
A buzz went through his head.
At this moment, his mind was in chaos!
An intense pain spread but it was quickly replaced with numbness! As he gradually lost consciousness, his soul began to break free from the paper body …
Buddha, you bald ass, listen to Old Sun: this enmity is not a man until it is avenged … The voice of Sun Wukong's soul echoed in the world.
The soul left the body.
Her body was light as a feather.
They were drifting about in the void, completely out of control.
At this moment, his soul was weak and he needed more time to form his origin soul …
Amitabha! Good … The Tang Monk suddenly appeared.
He clasped his hands together with a smile on his face.
His mouth chattered as if he was chanting the sutra for Sun Wukong.
Sigh! With a long future ahead of him, eldest senior brother was finally on his way … The sand monk's relieved voice.
Is the monkey dead? Zhu Bajie asked.
Listening to the conversation of these people, the atmosphere was extremely calm and tranquil.
No sadness at all! There seemed to be a bit of a celebration going on.
It's been slapped flat, did you say it's dead!? He was dead beyond dead … The little white dragon said lightly.