Moments later, a golden light streaked across the sky and fell to the ground, transforming back into the form of Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong scratched his head and yelled, "Emperor, where is this? How come I, Old Sun, can't find the way out?"
"A thousand autumns in a grand dream; this is the world within a dream."
Bai Jin casually waved his hand, and the entire dream world was instantly filled with cracks and shattered with a bang.
Inside the Kusong River Fire Cloud Cave.
"Ah~" Sun Wukong screamed in shock and suddenly sat up, turning his head to look around. Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were still snoring in their sleep, and beside him, a golden carp was breathing air with its mouth opening and closing.
Sun Wukong muttered to himself, "How could I, Old Sun, fall asleep without any reason? Could it be some trickery from Buddhism?"
