"If need be..."
Sun Wukong pondered for a moment: "After the stability of the Heavenly Dao, I can let go."
The Buddha looked at him scrutinizingly, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "If you give up, no one else can take the role."
He clasped his hands together: "It is I who have lost."
This time, he knew he was defeated.
From the beginning to the end, Wukong's resolve remained unchanging.
Such a radiant figure ultimately was not something he could control.
Black flames ignited on the Buddha.
"Karmic obstacles."
Sun Wukong reached out his hand.
"There's no need to save me."
The Buddha stopped him and said, "The cause I planted must be borne by me to face its consequences."
The flames burned on his body.
"Sun Wukong, I entrust Lingshan to you."
The Buddha said, "Let me see, how you will guide them."
In the flames, the Buddha's body gradually turned into light dust, scattering across the sky.
"Buddha."
