Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now.

“How can a monk witness such a bloody scene?”

Without even thinking, Guanyin refused outright.

Then, he revealed his intention to leave, and Haotian did not try to stop him. He turned around and went to the Execution Platform.

"Cihang, is this really the right thing to do?!"

"There's nothing wrong with it, our business is done!"

"If things continue as they were originally going, this monkey can only become a Great Immortal!"

"But now, he possesses the strength of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal, and even the physical body of a Primordial Golden Immortal!"

"As this performance continues, his strength will definitely rise to the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal!"

"At that time, it will be a true havoc in the Heavenly Palace!"

"Let us return to our respective temples and wait for this grand drama to pass."

The three exchanged glances for a moment before each choosing to return to their respective primordial dojos.

As Sun Wukong was pressed onto the execution platform, many celestial beings and gods of Heaven witnessed the event.

Neither swords nor storms could harm Sun Wukong in the slightest. Sun Wukong even woke up on the way and mocked the immortals and gods.

Finally, Laozi spoke slowly, flicking his whisk, and said, "This demon monkey ate the peaches of immortality, drank the immortal wine, and ate my golden pill, and has already developed an indestructible body."

"You can throw it into my alchemy furnace and refine it into a golden pill!"

"Alright!" Haotian didn't feel there was any scheming involved when he heard this.

Although the original script was not like this.

But now it seems the only option is to send Sun Wukong into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Subsequently, just like in the original story, Sun Wukong was thrown into the Eight Trigrams Furnace by Laozi to be refined.

at the same time.

On the Taiyin star.

Having witnessed the entire process, Shen Du couldn't help but smile as he observed Sun Wukong being forged inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

The four chaotic monkey essences within its body gradually merged and became one.

After eighty-one days, Sun Wukong will reappear in the primordial world as the Demon Ape.

In terms of strength, they are at least at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

"Investiture of the Gods! Investiture of the Gods!"

"It's time to settle the karmic debts of the past."

"The Pangu legacy promised by Fellow Daoist Tongtian is mine!"

With a slight thought, Shen Du lay down on Chang Xi's shoulder.

"This monkey is the reincarnation of the Chaos Demon Ape among the Chaos Gods?!"

Hearing Shen Du's words, Chang Xi couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Weren't the Chaos Gods all cleaved in two by Pangu?!

"The Demon Monkey perished, transforming into the Four Mischievous Monkey Gods. If the Four Mischievous Monkey Gods were to merge into one, wouldn't that be the Mischievous Demon Ape?!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Xi seemed to understand something.

Then, the two lay on the cloud bed that the palace had naturally formed, quietly watching the scene of the Bagua Furnace that appeared in front of them.

"..."

The primordial world.

Because of Sun Wukong, this demon god who calls himself the Great Sage Equal to Heaven—or rather, he has been called the Demon Saint by billions of races in the prehistoric world.

Among the demon race, the name Sun Wukong is widely known.

The same applies to humans.

Currently, Buddhism has truly succeeded in making Sun Wukong a household name in the prehistoric world.

Southern Jambudvipa.

The Qin Dynasty, a dynasty that has existed since the war between heaven and man, is just like any other.

Thanks to the protection of Ying Yinman, a human who possessed the power of the twelve original divine abilities of the Divine Capital, the Qin Dynasty could be said to be eternally indestructible.

At this very moment, the plump and chubby Tathagata departed from the west and arrived in the territory of the Great Qin.

He successfully met with Ying Yinman.

"Amitabha!"

“Benefactor Ying Yinman, I am the Tathagata of Many Treasures.”

In the magnificent imperial palace of Xianyang, Qin Dynasty, Ying Yinman sat cross-legged on the bed, her gaze unfathomable as she looked Duobao Rulai up and down.

“You are the Buddha of Many Treasures in Buddhism, I know that.”

"What brings you here?"

Ying Yinman did not show any malice, mainly because the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had recently said that the human race needed to cooperate with the Journey to the West.

This was a major event discussed by the three representatives of the world and all the Primordial Golden Immortals and Heavenly Saints, and the human race was naturally among them.

"Amitabha!"

"This humble monk wishes to establish a Mahayana Buddhism within the territory of the Great Qin, in order to enlighten the human race."

"Hmm!" Ying Yinman's eyes darkened as she looked at Duobao with a warning.

To his surprise, Duobao didn't care at all. Ying Yinman's malice was unimportant to him, because the next sentence would make her change her mind.

He then said, "Benefactor Ying Yinman, you must be aware that I was betrayed by those two."

"I founded Mahayana Buddhism solely to weaken the power of Buddhism's fortune."

"It is not about educating the human race, but rather an oath that should be included here!"

“If you do not trust me, I can make a solemn vow.”

"how?!"

Chapter 315 Duobao Plum Blossoms Twice, Plundering Fortune; Sun Wukong Unleashes His Divine Power, Suppressing the Heavenly Court

As time went by, eighty-one years had passed since Sun Wukong was thrown into the Eight Trigrams Furnace in the Tushita Palace to be refined into a golden elixir. Today was the day the elixir was completed.

At this moment, in the 33rd Heaven of the Primordial World, in the Heavenly Court.

Tushita Palace.

"Give me more firepower and refine this demon monkey into a golden core!"

Laozi flicked his whisk, his voice indifferent, his eyes gleaming as he gazed at the alchemy furnace ahead, where Sun Wukong's figure was no longer visible.

A sense of unease crept into his heart. Had he really managed to refine this demonic monkey into a golden core?!

Who will take charge of the Journey to the West then?

But then I thought again, not long ago, it withstood numerous divine flames without turning to ashes, so it's probably hiding in some corner now.

Knowing this, Laozi calmed his flustered mind and pretended that the elixir was about to be completed.

"Master, how potent must the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir refined by this demon monkey be?!"

"Silver Horn, we'll know how effective the medicine is when we open the furnace and test the pills later!"

"Too!"

After pondering for a while, Jinjiao and Yinjiao kept waving their banana leaf fans, blowing out bursts of flames, making the divine fire in the Eight Trigrams Furnace even more intense.

Meanwhile, inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Sun Wukong sat cross-legged, his golden hair already burned away by the divine fire, leaving him bald.

However, its body is like a stubborn rock, having undergone countless trials and tribulations, and even the thunder and fire that refined it could not shake it in the slightest.

Within Sun Wukong's body, the essence of the four great monkey gods of chaos was completely integrated and merged with the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

At this moment, Sun Wukong is no longer the intelligent stone monkey of the past, but a chaotic demon ape who wields the law of war.

A Chaos Demon God at the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal level.

His bones and bloodline were baptized in the bloodline of the demonic ape, constantly transforming and improving his foundation. Even though his strength had already reached the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, it was still rising.

The vast laws of war permeated his body, and his entire being was filled with an extremely terrifying aura, as if even a wisp of his aura could suppress a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, making a Quasi-Saint tremble with fear and lose his will to fight.

"Roar!" A low growl like that of a wild beast, as if Sun Wukong had lost his mind at this moment.

However, he was incredibly clear-headed, filled with fighting spirit, wanting to wreak havoc between heaven and earth, and his heart was filled with ultimate anger, wanting to start one great battle after another to vent his anger and desire to fight.

"Laozi!"

"The Heavenly Court!"

"This day next year will be the anniversary of your deaths!"

Sun Wukong let out a low roar, which echoed and reverberated, transforming into waves of sound that vibrated within the Eight Trigrams Furnace. This caused the outer shell of the furnace to gradually crack and shatter like broken glass.

outside world.

Laozi sensed this ominous aura and immediately frowned, feeling a sense of crisis approaching. After a quick calculation, he...

"not good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Laozi, with quick eyes and hands, flicked his whisk, sending out streaks of light that enveloped the golden and silver horns in the Tushita Palace and the blue ox tied in the cowshed.

Then, he retreated step by step, his figure flashing with the meaning of Tai Chi and Bagua. In the blink of an eye, heaven and earth reversed, and his figure disappeared into the Tushita Palace.

The next moment, Sun Wukong's arrogant voice resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Court.

"Break it for me, Old Sun!"

The sound was deafening, shaking the heavens.

The celestial beings and gods who were still performing their duties couldn't help but turn their gaze to the Tushita Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

There, an extremely powerful aura rushed towards them, pressing down and enveloping the Heavenly Court.