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Chapter 95 The Jade Emperor Creates a Parallel World
The black-haired monkey smiled awkwardly: "Good brother, let go."

Sun Wukong loosened his hands and looked at a black monkey with a bare red butt with a smile.

Perhaps sensing Sun Wukong's gaze, he spread his hands towards him and said, "Hurry up and give me some clothes."

He was not polite at all and treated Sun Wukong like a good brother, without any formality.

When Sun Wukong once looked back to the past, he threw out a virtual self, who re-experienced the Journey to the West in the past and was eventually absorbed by Sun Wukong and became his other self.

The black monkey watched from the side, and sometimes even participated in a few actions. Although he had never seen the real Sun Wukong, they had already had a spiritual connection for a long time.

Sun Wukong took out his old Yin-Yang robe and waved his hand to summon his somersault cloud. "I'm going to the Flaming Mountain. Are you coming?"

Black Monkey scratched his head: "Are you leaving?"

Sun Wukong nodded: "This world has been cleaned up, and I will naturally leave."

"Then I'll take you there."

The black monkey and Wukong jumped onto the somersault cloud. They smiled at each other. Sun Wukong said, "By the way, the people of Flaming Mountain once used plague and poison to harm your monkeys and descendants. It will be up to you to take action now."

"That land dared to harm my monkeys and descendants. I will make him know my power."

In just a moment, they returned to the Flaming Mountain from the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

The Jade Emperor is still studying the structure of this system's portal and seems to have made some progress.

He stretched out his left hand and drew two circles with his right hand. A ball of sparks appeared in front of him, and a teleportation array slowly emerged in the air.

The Jade Emperor concentrated on controlling the portal, which seemed to reflect the world of Journey to the West.

“Have you really figured it out?”

Sun Wukong and others gathered around and looked at the spark portal curiously.

The Jade Emperor took two steps back weakly, staring at the shadow behind the portal. He sighed, "No."

"I originally wanted to use my own anchor point to lock onto the Journey to the West world, then imitate the system's portal and create my own teleportation array."

"It's a pity that I failed. It turns out that I didn't do enough research."

Sun Wukong stepped forward and peered into the world beyond the portal. He sensed it briefly, his expression grim. "As expected of the Jade Emperor, how lucky are you?"

"I'm not surprised that you didn't leave the Journey to the West world."

"You actually opened up a parallel world of Black Myth. This is beyond my expectation."

Sun Wukong only needed to sense it slightly before he discovered that the other side of the portal was still the world of Black Mythology.

It's just another parallel universe.

Under Sun Wukong's observation, the person destined by heaven in that world collected five of them but failed to find Yang Jian.

Without Yang Jian, there would be no blessing from Luoyi, and without the Great Sage's intention, after injecting the five roots, he fought against the Great Sage's remaining body and eventually fell down exhausted.

He was put in a tight hoop by the old monkey and his freedom was trapped again, becoming the "Fighting Buddha".

“Different choices mean different results.”

"You've been yearning for freedom all your life, but you failed in the end."

Sun Wukong projected what he saw and heard in front of everyone.

Looking at the man of destiny putting his hands together, closing his eyes and chanting Buddha's name, and finally prostrating himself at the feet of the Buddhas of Lingshan, Yang Jian clenched his fists.

Red Boy looked at the Buddhas of Mount Lingshan, who were high and mighty, and he gnashed his teeth in hatred. It was these Buddhas that destroyed the Yaksha Kingdom.

Bull Demon King's heart was shaken. He exchanged glances with Black Myth Wukong and stepped forward. "Can you please leave this door?"

"We want to save another world."

Red Boy stared at the portal intently, he wished he could eat those dark Buddhas alive.

Yang Jian's heart burned with rage, the power of True Lord Qingyuan surging in her chest. She looked at the world behind the portal and spoke word by word:
"Monkey, help me!"

Sun Wukong looked at the Jade Emperor, who passed on the Dharma he had studied to Sun Wukong, who then passed it on to Yang Jian. He looked at Yang Jian, his gaze fixed on the distance, and said, "Yang Jian, this world below is now left to you."

"We have helped you enough. It's your turn to walk the rest of the way."

"I?"

Yang Jian was stunned. She looked at Sun Wukong and the four people from the world of Journey to the West. They stood with their hands behind their backs and their backs to the living beings.

All I heard was Sun Wukong saying, "What has happened will happen again, and what has been done will be done again."

"A million years have passed, the stars have fallen, the moon has withered, and my heart is filled with sorrow. I see the emptiness as if it were yesterday, and the heaven has collapsed, where can I go?"

"Yang Jian, this time you have to rely on your own strength. You must believe in the power of all living beings and believe in your own strength."

Yang Jian was shocked and looked at the four of them with mixed emotions, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The vortex door symbolizing the world of Journey to the West opened, and the four people turned their backs to the living beings and walked forward.

Xuanzang asked in a voice transmission, "Great Sage, why do we turn our backs on all living beings?"

Sun Wukong replied, "Hush, this is more stylish and imposing. This is the hand-behind-the-back style of a master."

Xuanzang nodded: "So that's how it is, that's really cool."

The Jade Emperor coughed and said, "Xuanzang, please be civilized."

The Black Monkey from the Black Mythology world stared at the departing figures of the crowd, and suddenly thought of something. He quickly said, "Give me back my golden cudgel!"

"That's not yours!"

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched, and he raised his finger slightly. A golden light shot out and hovered in the sky.

The golden cudgel was flying in the sky, looking at the two Sun Wukongs on the ground in confusion. For a moment, he wanted to fly and follow the Wukong in the Journey to the West world.

"Hey, I'm your master!"

The four of them walked into the vortex and instantly closed the system portal.

Without Sun Wukong's breath, the golden cudgel did not return to the black monkey's hand. Instead, it expanded into a pillar of heaven and rubbed against the Flaming Mountain.

The sound of friction against the Flaming Mountain was even more desolate, like a wail, expressing unwillingness, or like venting anger.

"Well, you've only been with him for a few days, and you don't recognize me?"

The black monkey opened his mouth wide, looking at Bangzi with resentment, like a victim whose wife was taken away by a minotaur.

Yang Jian stood there, looking at Sun Wukong's departing back, unable to let go for a long time.

She encouraged herself secretly: "Wukong, I will use my own strength to save the other world."

"When the time comes, I'll show you my achievements. This is a lifelong agreement between our anti-heaven group."

Bull Demon King and Red Boy touched her shoulders, and the father and son said in unison: "Erlang Shen, take us with you when you rebel against the Heavenly Palace this time."

Yang Jian looked at the two bulls, nodded, and bumped his three fists together: "Okay!"

At this time, the three of them remembered the black monkey Wukong, who was flying to the Flaming Mountain and wanted to call back the golden cudgel, but was hit hard by the golden cudgel.

The knocks on the black monkey's copper head and iron arms made a resounding sound, as if it was saying: "Give me back my Journey to the West organization! Give me back my Journey to the West household registration!"

The Bull Demon looked at the black monkey with a big bump on his head and scratched his head: "Rebellion against the Heavenly Palace, and also bring Wukong?"

Yang Jian's attention was no longer on the black monkey. Her mind had already flown to another place. She said calmly:
"Now we will go find the Dao Court coalition and think about how to fight against the other world."

"As for this Wukong, he has just been resurrected and must still have his own life."

"We—don't have to worry about him!"

　The Black Myth world is concluded! The Journey to the West world is launched!
　　I have returned to the position of the Eight O'Clock Emperor.

　　Next I have to find an opportunity to see if I can make 6k a day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)