In the crevices of the Three Realms, Sun Wukong shuttled through the chaos.
His eyes flickered with radiance, as if a book was emerging within them.
Countless paths evolved before his eyes, resembling glowing corridors that vanished in the void, leaving behind a clear signpost at last.
"Over there."
Sun Wukong turned into a ray of light and left to the right.
"How is that possible!"
The Buddha, who was chasing after him, was shocked.
The Land of Chaos was boundless, with neither sky nor earth, only one exit; even he could not find it, how could Sun Wukong possibly find it.
"Stop for me!"
The Buddha stretched out his hand to strike at Sun Wukong, the chaos within dozens or hundreds of miles ahead was obliterated.
But Sun Wukong didn't even look back and flew in one direction.
The Wordless Heavenly Scripture resonated within his Divine Soul.
"This is a good place."
Sun Wukong thought to himself; the Wordless Heavenly Scripture was not so active when outside.
