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His face turned from red to green, then from green to purple, and finally turned deathly pale.

Their authority has been completely shattered!

Completely humiliated!

"Ha ha……"

Sun Wukong retrieved his Ruyi Jingu Bang, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and looked at the comical scene before him, unable to help but sneer.

"Old Jade Emperor, your vast Heavenly Court can't even gather three hundred immortals and gods now, can it?"

Sun Wukong looked around and saw that the remaining rogue deities were all filled with fear and did not dare to raise their heads.

"How ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"

Sun Wukong shook his head, the mockery on his face gradually fading, replaced by boredom.

He caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace simply because the Heavenly Court was ungrateful.

As for destroying the Investiture of the Gods, it was because of the orders from his master, Shen Du, who taught him Taoist magic and supernatural powers.

Now, it seems that all the objectives have been achieved.

This place was dilapidated and its people were scattered; it was like an empty nest in heaven, and he had no interest in it whatsoever.

"You should sit on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor."

Sun Wukong said calmly.

"You'd better sit on it until it's worn out, sit on it until the very end."

"I, Old Sun, don't care."

After saying that, he stopped looking at the Jade Emperor's extremely ugly face, turned around and transformed into a golden light, flying straight towards Flower Fruit Mountain in the lower realm.

When they arrived, it was astonishing.

When I left, the clouds were light and the breeze was gentle.

All that was left was a mess and a lonely Heavenly Emperor.

Before the towering Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor stood alone.

Looking at the empty celestial palace and the bewildered rogue deities, an unprecedented sense of loneliness and anger welled up in his heart.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

He suddenly chuckled softly, the laughter growing louder and more maniacal, filled with endless resentment and malice.

"Well done, Sun Wukong!"

"What a grand spectacle of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace!"

Then, he suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Western Spirit Mountain, his eyes seeming to pierce through the endless void.

"Buddhism, this is a play you have chosen. How dare you sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight!"

The Jade Emperor's voice transformed into a thunderous roar, resounding throughout the Three Realms.

"Do you think this is the end of it?!"

"I am already on my way to Zixiao Palace!"

"I, in my true form, will definitely report this to the Dao Ancestor and make you pay the price for what you have done today!"

……

at the same time.

The Western Paradise, Mount Ling.

Outside the main hall, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the sound of Zen chants echoes.

However, this peaceful and serene land was now shrouded in a soaring, murderous aura of sword intent.

A young Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe stood quietly at the entrance of the main hall.

Four ancient longswords floated in front of him, with the four Daoist characters "诛" (Zhū), "戮" (Lù), "陷" (Xiàn), and "绝" (Jué) flowing on their blades.

The boundless killing intent transformed into an insurmountable chasm, sealing the entrance to the Great Buddha Hall.

It was none other than the Tongtian Sect Leader who wielded the Four Swords of Zhuxian!

Inside the main hall, Jieyin and Zhunti sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, their faces showing bitterness.

They could sense the extreme killing intent emanating from Tongtian.

Even so, they dared not move.

They knew that if they dared to step out of this hall, they would be met with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which could not be broken by any but the Four Saints!

Just then, the Jade Emperor's furious roar, filled with resentment, traveled across billions of miles of time and space, clearly reaching their ears.

"I will definitely report this to the Dao Ancestor and make you pay the price!"

Upon hearing this, the look of distress on Jieyin's face deepened.

Zhunti shook his head helplessly.

The two looked at each other and saw bitterness in each other's eyes.

To file a complaint?

They're going to file a complaint too!

Wasn't it supposed to be acting?

Why are there still saints blocking the door?!

In the past, at least they were the ones blocking Nuwa, so why is it that in this play, Tongtian is the one blocking them?!

Can anyone tell them why?!

Wasn't everything already discussed and agreed upon back in Zixiao Palace?!

Does this require going back on your word?!

Unfortunately, no one could tell them they had agreed.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Tongtian turned around, put away the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and left Mount Ling directly.

"..."

Meanwhile, the Moon.

The gods witnessed the destruction of the Investiture of the Gods and Sun Wukong's arrogant departure, and the corners of their mouths twitched involuntarily.

Wasn't this scene a bit over the top?!

Heaven has been destroyed?!

No, wait, it seems like he's the lead actor!

The destruction of the Investiture of the Gods is nothing; the real problem is, why didn't the Heavenly Saints step in to clean up the mess?!

Just like that, Sun Wukong got away?!

What will happen to Journey to the West?!

"Fellow Daoist Shen Du, please come to Zixiao Palace for a chat!"

"This humble Taoist has also invited fellow Taoist Houtu."

Shen Du frowned; was he about to break off all pretense of civility?

He pondered to himself, realizing that he was no longer the same person he once was.

The strength of the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man in the world has reached a balance.

The most powerful of them all is Shen Du, the representative of humanity.

Humans carry all living beings, the heavens carry the primordial chaos, and the earth carries the cycle of reincarnation. The three are in a state of balance and competition, but in terms of strength, humans are ultimately superior.

At present, the gods are not afraid to go to Zixiao Palace.

With this thought in mind, Shendu slowly rose, his body radiating signs of spatial distortion. The next moment, he took a step forward, his figure disappearing into the Guanghan Palace and heading towards the Chaos Land.

"..."

Not only in the capital city, but all beings in the world at the level of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal were summoned to Zixiao Palace by Hongjun.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sat cross-legged on a futon, Houtu sat cross-legged to the side, and Shendu arrived late, sitting cross-legged in his own place.

Below are the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Zhunti and Jieyin, the Ancestors of the Three Clans, Zhulong, Ji Xuanyuan, the Styx Ancestor, and Zhen Yuanzi.

Apart from Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, and Ji Xuanyuan, the last time they were mostly discussing matters related to the Journey to the West.

Styx was a saint who slew saints to prove his Dao, Zhen Yuanzi was a saint of the Earthly Dao, and Ji Xuanyuan was a saint of the Human Dao.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Haotian Yaochi knelt on both knees in the center of the many saints and Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals, kowtowing and worshipping Hongjun in front of her, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, and cried out, "Master, please do justice for me!"

"The Heavenly Court of the Child has become a lonely nest!"

"Please, sir, do justice for this child!"

"Why was that demon monkey able to be cultivated into a half-step Grand Luo Golden Immortal? There must be someone interfering!"

"Why did that demon monkey destroy the Investiture of the Gods?!"

"Rescue the disciples of the Sage's Sect!"

"Master, please do justice for the boy!"

"..."

For a time, the cries of Haotian Yaochi echoed throughout Zixiao Palace.

The Three Pure Ones, as the culprits who recalled their disciples, were indifferent at this moment and did not care at all about the weeping of Haotian Yaochi.

They were used to this kind of scene!

After all, the calamity during the Investiture of the Gods was entirely due to Haotian Yaochi's lament to Hongjun.

Otherwise, how could the Investiture of the Gods have occurred?!

How could those brothers have become enemies back then?!