Chapter 1245: Chapter 391: Perhaps Goodbye
The stone monkey residual consciousness was full of questions, clearly unaware of what the Diamond Sutra was.
Sun Wukong sat cross-legged, chanting the Diamond Sutra.
For a moment, Buddha’s light shone brilliantly, and golden lotuses sprouted from the earth.
The power of the Buddhist Sect enveloped the stone monkey residual consciousness, causing its expression to change instantly.
Upon contact with Buddha’s light, strands of black mist began to seep from the stone monkey residual consciousness.
It screamed in agony, dissolving continuously.
The force of the Buddhist Sect subdues these wronged souls; it is their nemesis.
Sun Wukong is well-versed in Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism, especially the methods of the Buddhist and Daoist Sects, which are extremely powerful.
At this moment, what he was reciting was naturally not the Diamond Sutra circulated in the mortal world, but the True Scriptures. With the support of his mana, the effect of conversion was innumerably stronger than the Diamond Sutra of the mortal world.
The stone monkey residual consciousness, despite its defiance of the natural order, could not withstand it. Its grievances were disappearing.
After all, it was made up of grievances, losing the grievances meant losing its vitality.
“Set me free, I beg you to set me free. I’m willing to do anything for you, even be your servant.”
The stone monkey residual consciousness shouted, filled with fear.
It sensed the threat of death, true dissolution.
Even resentment longs for existence.
For such a thing as resentment, it is not divided by life and death but by existence and dissolution.
Sun Wukong didn’t pay it any heed, continuing to chant the True Scriptures.
From the stone monkey residual consciousness, strands of black mist leaked out, melted by Buddha’s light.
Sun Wukong’s actions did not cease. He pushed his mana, increasingly powerful, aiming to completely refine the stone monkey residual consciousness.
The stone monkey residual consciousness grew increasingly weak, finally becoming completely transparent.
An hour later, amidst the despairing roars of the stone monkey residual consciousness, it completely dissipated.
It was destroyed.
Sun Wukong stopped chanting the True Scriptures.
He stood up, and the illusionary world also began to shatter.
Originally, this was a surreal world constructed by the stone monkey residual consciousness pulling at his inner thoughts.
Now, with the stone monkey residual consciousness obliterated, Sun Wukong could naturally leave.
At that moment, he suddenly showed a surprised expression.
A point of golden light appeared before him, growing from weak to strong, eventually becoming dazzlingly brilliant.
An immense aura emanated from it, supremely strong, supremely sacred, supremely yang, and firm.
What was it?
Sun Wukong was astonished.
Then, the golden light moved away, leaving the illusionary world.
And Sun Wukong also left, opening his eyes.
The divine statue had already collapsed. In front of him, there was no grand statue, just ruins. The divine statue was shattered beyond recognition.
Everything just now was merely a trick of the stone monkey residual consciousness.
This made Sun Wukong marvel at the stone monkey’s strength back in the day, such a defiance of the natural order, even a residual consciousness could deceive his Eyes of Golden Flame.
Of course, this was also related to Sun Wukong’s cultivation not being profound enough.
If he were to reach the Supreme Level, even if the stone monkey himself were to use tricks, it might not be able to deceive him.
At this moment, in front of him, the cluster of golden light was growing increasingly glorious.
The overpowering Qi instantly shook countless spaces and times.
In a distant, unknown place, terrifying blood-red eyes gazed over, watching this place, filled with maddened murderous intent.
However, if one could see those blood-red eyes, they would discover that those blood-red eyes actually carried a hint of fear.
Sensing the aura sent forth by the golden light, the terrifying blood-red eyes were afraid, as if they had thought of something extremely horrifying.
Sun Wukong stared at the golden light, not making any movement.
The golden light gradually gathered, finally slowly transforming into an illusionary human shape.
He was also a young man, not tall, even seeming somewhat ordinary.
But, upon seeing his eyes, one could feel an overwhelming aura that dominated the heavens and all living beings.
Even Sun Wukong felt pressured, a little shocked.
Those eyes looked over, fixing on Sun Wukong.
The gaze of two stone monkeys collided, a hurricane rising around them, incredibly terrifying.
Sun Wukong stared at the owner of the eyes, his expression unchanged.
He had already guessed the other’s identity. Resentment turned to light, this should be a strand of residual consciousness belonging to the true stone monkey.
Yet even just a strand of residual consciousness was so powerful, one can imagine how defiant the stone monkey’s strength was in the past.
The stone monkey tilted its head, staring at Sun Wukong, a look of surprise in its eyes.
Clearly, it also saw Sun Wukong’s difference, realizing they should be of the same kind of existence.
Two worlds, two defiant stone monkeys, spanning the long years to meet here.
They said nothing, each examining the other.
Sun Wukong began to feel a bit impatient.
Primarily, being scrutinized like this always gave him a feeling of deep disrespect.
The stone monkey that fought against heaven and earth, dominating all.
But Sun Wukong from the Three Realms, unruly and violent by nature, is somewhat obstinate in comparison.
If not, having already cultivated to be a Celestial Immortal, Sun Wukong would not have still considered himself a demon.
“Have you looked enough?”
Sun Wukong asked.
The stone monkey residual consciousness smiled slightly and said, “You monkey, such a temper; I’m just curious. I didn’t expect there to be a living being like me in future generations. Maybe someone is deliberately arranging things, wanting to reenact the events of our era to create a being comparable to me.”
Sun Wukong’s heart stirred, his eyes gleaming with golden light.
This possibility was not nonexistent.
“In you, I see the means of certain people, but there is no need for you to reject it. Now, at this stage you’ve reached, your path can only be chosen by yourself, and no one can arrange anything for you.”
The stone monkey continued.
Sun Wukong stared at him and asked, “Have you finished talking?”
“There’s something I want to ask you.”
The stone monkey said with a smile.
“Speak.”
“Give me a drop of your blood; I want to try reviving. Your drop of blood will become the catalyst for my revival.”
“What benefits?”
Sun Wukong asked with a cold smile, neither refusing nor immediately granting it.
The stone monkey chuckled. After thinking for a moment, he said, “I have nothing now, but I can assure you that once I revive, you can choose any opponent, and I will help you fight them.”
“Deal.”
Sun Wukong smiled faintly.
A drop of blood flew from his fingertip and merged into the stone monkey’s body.
The stone monkey revealed a look of satisfaction. He sighed, “Such spiritual blood, inheriting my lineage. It seems someone indeed wants to recreate another me. Once I revive, I’ll have a good talk with them.”
“How much certainty do you have?”
Sun Wukong asked.
“Less than half.”
The stone monkey replied.
“Quite a lot.”
Sun Wukong nodded.
“Yes, quite a lot. I, Supreme Treasure, will go now. Maybe we’ll meet again, or perhaps we’ll never meet again.”
The stone monkey finished speaking, transformed into a point of light, and disappeared into the depths of the Endless Abyss.
At that moment, three figures flew over, surrounding Sun Wukong.