Huaguo Mountain, flames fell from the heavens.
The flames dropped into the forest, fiercely burning upon the land.
Young demons touched the flames gently with their hands.
"What is this?"
They asked innocently.
"This is a gift bestowed upon us by the Great King."
Demons who had taken shape were already stained with flames.
Once stained with flames, it was as if they were embraced by something immense.
The wills of demons of all sizes were lifted by the wind and summoned by the warm sky.
Countless glimmers of light rose in the summoning, spiraling upward into the heavens.
In the Southern Continent, crowds watched the flames before them with trepidation.
"Go ahead."
Emperor Qinghua said from behind them, "This is the fire of merit and salvation, there can be no mistake."
The crowd hesitated for a moment but eventually stepped slowly into the flames.
Emperor Qinghua looked up at the sky.
The figure standing at the center of Heavenly Palace was filled with radiance, making it impossible to see anything more dazzling than him.
Great love without self, that is Sun Wukong.
Emperor Qinghua stepped into the flames, surging into the sky together with countless mortal souls.
The heavens were an ocean of light.
Brightness shone between heaven and earth, with only one figure burning intensely.
Numerous glimmers of light poured into him, as if dyeing him in gold.
"To bear the will of all beings by the power of one, truly a reckless action."
In Lingshan, Buddha spoke.
The Buddhas stood behind him, awaiting a decision.
The Barrier of Pure Land isolated the flames; even the power of the Creation Heaven Book could not break the barrier in a short time.
Buddha looked up for a moment and gradually revealed a smile.
"Desiring both, the greed is boundless, I cannot convert that Sun Wukong."
He turned around, and saw hesitation in the eyes of the Buddhas.
"We must go lend Sun Wukong a hand."
Buddha said, that unexpected command silenced all the Buddhas.
They then expressed their joy with a 'yes' and transformed into ten thousand rays of light, leaving Pure Land and surging towards the sky.
"Great Saint, please accept our strength."
The voice of the Eastern Buddha laughed in the sky: "You wish to save the souls of the Three Realms, how could we of the Buddhist faith be absent!"
The Buddhas transformed into a sky full of golden brilliance, rushing towards the Wanling Tu.
Their souls and lives turned into flames in the sky, rising incessantly as they splashed forth power, directly plunging into the Wanling Tu.
Thus, the souls of the Buddhas were welcomed into the Wanling Tu.
Without exception, Sun Wukong opened his arms wide to embrace each and every one.
The last figure engulfed in flames appeared before him.
"Sun Wukong."
Buddha slowly vanished before Sun Wukong: "Without awakening me, you can't defeat another me."
He transformed into a huge radiance, slowly merging into Sun Wukong's body.
The barrier of the Northern Continent collapsed.
Flames began to kindle the souls of the Pure Land.
Throughout the Three Great Continents, the lives of mortals disappeared at a visible rate.
Yet the power of the Wanling Tu was reaching its limit.
"We can't lose to those bald monks."
Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad laughed, infusing his immortal power and life into the Wanling Tu.
Following that, the figure of the Two Purities also flew over, turning into light and vanishing into the Wanling Tu.
Immortals followed suit, transforming into the same dazzling light, rushing towards the spinning Wanling Tu.
Countless immortal powers entering the Wanling Tu sparked off fire splatters, and the power of the Wanling Tu began to recover. Then Immortal Master Erlang and his owl companion who entered shoulder to shoulder also sparked off fire splatters, followed by the Plum Mountain Brothers and a group of Erlang's infantry that surged forward.
A ray of light flew past Sun Wukong.
"Keep it up."
A handsome male voice spoke, Sun Wukong turned his head and saw Emperor Donghua with many immortals from Wanling Country transforming into light and disappearing.
"Alright."
Sun Wukong softly responded from within the flames.
The Jade Emperor flew over: "Imperial Brother, there's something I need to remind you of."
"What?"
Sun Wukong looked at him.
"The Heavenly Emperor's Jade Seal cannot be split, you're about to achieve Heavenly Dao, and can take control of it."
The Jade Emperor said.
Sun Wukong frowned slightly: "Is this okay?"
"It's a decision you must make."
The Jade Emperor glanced at the little Phoenix in the distance and said, "The other me will surely understand you in the future."
With that, he too transformed into light and rushed into Sun Wukong's chest.
From the ground, some profound lights flew up, led by a little girl clutching a pillow.
"I can sleep a little longer this time."
She couldn't wait to plunge into the Wanling Tu.
The rest of the Netherworld deities followed suit.
The celestial Immortals and Buddhas vanished one by one.
Not many souls remained in the Three Realms, and the light rising from the ground gradually diminished.
"Junior Brother."
Immortal Zhen Yuan flew over: "Don't let me wait too long."
After saying that, he didn't waste any time, leading the seven Spider Demons that hung on his body and the numerous disciples into the Wanling chart.
Both Wanling Chart and Sun Wukong were alone.
A moment later, the rising light had dimmed significantly.
The sky was left with but a handful of remaining Immortals.
"I am the most beautiful, and I shall become the most beautiful of lights."
Daji spun in a circle within the flames: "Great King, goodbye."
Just like she said, even as she turned into a brilliant light, one could still see nine tails flickering within that brilliance.
Sun Wukong watched as Daji's soul flew into the palm of his hand.
All the Immortals had left; at last, only Ao Luan remained.
Sun Wukong turned to look at her; after everyone else had departed, she could not hold back any longer, her eyes welling up with moisture.
Sun Wukong gazed at her: "It's just a nap; we'll meet again soon."
"But what about elder brother?"
Ao Luan looked at Sun Wukong: "After destroying this place, no one will know of elder brother, no one will remember the stories of elder brother."
Sun Wukong shook his head: "That doesn't matter."
"Elder brother."
Ao Luan flew to Sun Wukong's side: "Why do you always hurt yourself?"
She stretched out her hand, trembling as she hugged Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong did not refuse.
In that instant, something suddenly fell from Ao Luan's eyes, wet streaks trailing across her cheeks.
But she wasn't crying for herself, but for Sun Wukong, who loved the world the most.
He had personally destroyed everything he cherished.
After this day, all his glory, dignity, and stories would become unknown to others.
"Let's go home, elder brother."
Ao Luan's body was ignited by the flames on Sun Wukong's body.
With a smile on her face and tears in her eyes, she gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared.
"I love you."
The voice came from the streaking specks by his ear.
"Ah..."
Sun Wukong closed his eyes: "I know."
The voice appeared somewhat hoarse.
The last streak of Immortal Light entered his heart.
That ardent love, that fondness, that joy.
At this moment, countless souls and innumerable sins were borne in one.
When he opened his eyes again, the flickering flames in Sun Wukong's eyes had vanished.
The Wanling Chart began to contract, closing in, welcoming everything.
He turned around, his eyes reflecting a pure radiance, as if glimpsing numerous wills twinkling within the purity.
These were not the eyes of a mortal, not even of an Immortal.
The Wanling Heavenly Dao was finally completed.
Searching for him in the crowd, I turned around unexpectedly, and the answer was so simple.
The Heavenly Dao did not need opposition, but tolerance.
"What does it feel like to watch the world you destroyed with your own hands?"
The last ghost, little Phoenix, spoke up.
She looked into Sun Wukong's eyes, the windows to the soul, and his soul was no longer his own.
Sun Wukong looked at her and did not answer her question, but instead asked: "Don't you want to go out?"
"I am not a creature of the Three Realms."
The little Phoenix sat on the clouds: "What do I do going out there?"
"To see a world even broader."
Sun Wukong reached out to her: "Come with me."
The little Phoenix looked at his hand for a long time, then sighed: "You really are terrifyingly naive."
"Alright, I'll accompany you to see."
She jumped up, walked to Sun Wukong's side: "But I must remind you, I can be very willful when I wake up."
"Willful?"
"Yes... definitely more willful than you think."
The little Phoenix smiled, then turned into a radiant light and entered Sun Wukong's heart.
"Let me tell you something else, Creation doesn't bring you here for no reason..."
The Heavenly Book doesn't suddenly pull people in; it brought Sun Wukong into this world precisely because it calculated the end of the Three Realms.
The time Sun Wukong spent in this world coincided with the collapse of the outside world.
"Creation cannot evolve enemies beyond the Three Realms, it could only use Black Lotus in its place; you must stop that outcome."
The laughter of little Phoenix echoed in Sun Wukong's ears.
"You can't waste any more time."
After the laughter stopped, only Sun Wukong remained in the vast night sky.
He looked down upon the earth, the pitch-black land cracked into countless pieces amidst flames, devoid of any living force.
Sun Wukong took a gentle breath, and extended his right hand.
The flashing Long Stick appeared in his palm.
Clutching Jingu Bang, he soared towards the heavens.
"Goodbye!"
As his voice fell, the glaring flames, like a brilliant Golden Dragon, connected with the Long Stick coming down from the sky, and in an instant, the solid earth disintegrated into dust.
The vast Three Realms collapsed into the void.
This is a world unknown.
This is the beginning of another world's story.
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