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The eighteen Buddhist Arhats, the Venerables, were completely defeated.
Sun Wukong, having transformed into the true form of the demonic ape, stepped directly into the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.
The earth shattered with vertical and horizontal cracks, spiderweb-like fissures spreading across the land. From the depths of these rifts surged purple-black Monster Qi, dyeing the heavens and earth in a demonic mix of black and purple.
The Buddhist Pure Land had become a kingdom of demons.
Sun Wukong held the Dinghaishen Needle Golden-Hoop Rod, his entire body drenched in blood.
A massive golden hole pierced through his chest, a wound torn straight through his body.
Tiny golden Buddhist seals, no larger than ants, gnawed constantly at his injuries, keeping him from regenerating.
Wounds riddled his body, some so deep the bone was exposed.
His right eye had been blown out by a Vajra staff.
At this moment, Sun Wukong was in a pitiful state.
Yet the Eighteen Venerable Arhats were in an even worse condition.
Their bodies were tattered like broken sacks, scattered across the earth with no strength left to rise.
Some had exploded completely, others had their heads caved in, and several were reduced to pools of flesh and blood.
Their Kasaya robes were soaked in blood, their Buddhist hearts defiled by chaos.
Especially Huanxi Luohan, who had been targeted and nearly beaten to pieces by Sun Wukong.
At this moment, across the Three Realms, countless beings were shocked.
Chi chi chi...
The colossal black-and-gold staff dragged along the ground, carving a deep groove across the earth.
Sun Wukong, in his demonic ape form, dragged the Golden-Hoop Rod step by step toward the stone steps of Lingshan.
His limbs trembled uncontrollably, every movement threatening collapse.
"Brother Monkey…" From afar, Zhu Bajie watched, eyes filled with grief and helplessness.
He could see that Sun Wukong was already at his limit, utterly drained of strength.
To defeat eighteen Buddhist Venerables single-handedly after just stepping into Taiyi Golden Immortal was already a miracle.
The fact that Wukong was still standing was sheer willpower alone.
"Big brother… you're seeking death…" Sha Seng's eyes filled with sorrow. He sighed.
The waters of Buddhism run too deep.
Beyond the eighteen Venerables, there were still the four Bodhisattvas with Immemorial Golden Immortal cultivation, the Quasi-Saint Ancient Buddha Burning Lamp, and the unfathomable Tathagata Buddha who hadn't acted for countless Yuanhui.
Behind them were the hidden figures Zhunti and the Two Saints of the West.
Sun Wukong simply had no chance.
Even if he transcended into the Immortal Golden Immortal realm and could split the heavens with a thought, even if he was a quasi-saint whose power touched the Great Dao itself, in the face of the full might of Buddhism, he could only face despair.
Bang.
Bang bang.
Sun Wukong staggered, but his eyes burned with unwavering determination.
Sha Seng understood, and he knew the outcome.
But still, Sun Wukong chose to come.
Even if it meant death, even if body and soul were erased, even if he vanished from existence…
So what?
If survival meant bowing to fate and letting others pull the strings, then he would rather die standing tall.
Even in death, he would remain defiant. He was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
Not a Buddhist pawn mocked by all Three Realms.
"I want to tell you something… beings beyond the gods' control have a name—they're called demons."
Sun Wukong muttered lines from his own legend as he placed one foot onto the Lingshan stone steps.
"This is my fate—and I'll own it!"
A raging flame ignited in his gaze. He suddenly raised his Golden-Hoop Rod and pointed it toward the Daleiyin Temple atop Lingshan.
Monster Qi surged again, shaking the heavens and splitting the earth.
And just then, a sigh echoed in the void.
"Master Sun, since you would rather become a demon than take refuge in Buddha, then this Buddha shall fulfill your wish."
From the peak of Lingshan, a Buddha in a Kasaya robe, with red cinnabar on his forehead and a single fleshy crown atop his head, descended the stone steps barefoot.
This Buddha's appearance was solemn, emotionless, yet with every step he took, the heavens themselves resounded with Sanskrit chants and scriptures, though he used no spell.
Lotus flowers bloomed beneath his feet, and the air filled with falling petals.
"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva…"
Sun Wukong's expression turned solemn.
He hadn't expected Puxian Bodhisattva, one of the four great Buddhist Bodhisattvas, to personally descend Lingshan.
The Four Great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism: Manjusri, Guanyin, Samantabhadra, and Ksitigarbha.
Each wielded immense divine power, all of them possessing Immemorial Golden Immortal cultivation.
In the current world of Journey to the West, their status was second only to Past Buddha Burning Lamp, Present Buddha Shakyamuni, and Future Buddha Maitreya.
When Puxian Bodhisattva fully descended the steps of Lingshan, the purple-black demonic aura blanketing the land completely dispersed.
The shattered Pure Land was restored as if untouched.
Even the ruined bodies of the eighteen Venerable Arhats were returned to pristine condition.
In an instant, all traces of Sun Wukong's fury vanished from Lingshan.
"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva."
The eighteen Venerable Arhats folded their palms together and approached Puxian, forming ranks behind him with solemn reverence.
Puxian's face remained serene. He looked directly at Sun Wukong.
"Donor Sun's demonic nature has erupted, committing slaughter upon Lingshan. By Buddhist law, I should destroy you in both body and spirit. However, Heaven cherishes all lives, and this Buddha does not desire wanton killing."
"Therefore, I shall suppress you under the foot of Lingshan for one hundred thousand years, where Buddhist scriptures shall cleanse you day and night. Then I shall send you into Samsara for a hundred generations, reborn as a monk across ages. When your roots of wisdom blossom and Buddha-nature is awakened, you may yet attain enlightenment."
Upon hearing this, a sharp killing intent erupted from Sun Wukong's eyes.
Suppression under Lingshan for a hundred thousand years, brainwashed daily by Buddhist scripture.
A hundred lifetimes reborn as a monk?
How could there still be a Sun Wukong left after that?
They didn't want to kill him—they wanted to erase him!
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's mind was more sinister than any demon.
"Puxian! Spare me the nonsense! Taste my rod!"
Sun Wukong's eyes turned blood-red. He stamped the ground, leapt into the sky, and brought both hands down with the Golden-Hoop Rod aimed directly at Puxian Bodhisattva.
The void shattered inch by inch!
This strike carried such weight it could destroy countless minor worlds.
"So stubborn. Donor Sun truly knows nothing of Buddhist means."
Puxian Bodhisattva remained calm. He extended a single hand to catch the strike.
Boom!
There was no divine light, no tremor of power.
Yet the moment he grasped, time froze. Space stopped. All laws fell into stillness.
Sun Wukong, mid-swing, was locked in the air.
Agony twisted his face. His entire body trembled.
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