He understood. Sun Wukong wanted to awaken everyone in the small world.

No wonder, even though Heavenly Dao was cut off and Wanling people could not cast spells, he was not the slightest bit anxious.

Compared to awakening the Wanling, this sacrifice was not too big.

"Sun Wukong!"

Buddha emitted a light that pierced the heavens, various divine powers emerged simultaneously, striking towards Sun Wukong.

To stop him, now was the only chance to prevent the awakening of the Wanling.

On Lingshan, a 'boom' of a thunderous noise, the vibration from the impact traveled into the lotus seat.

The Scorpion Demoness hiding in Sun Wukong's sleeve crawled out and took a glance outside.

"Another unlucky soul has been struck down."

She thought to herself, this time's unfortunate one was hit so badly, she wondered if they died.

"Sigh... why worry about him, I can't go out anyway."

The Scorpion Demoness turned her head back, looking at the sleeping Sun Wukong beside her.

Golden Protective Divine Light enveloped him, forming a circle of light around him, preventing the lotus seat from crushing him to death.

The Scorpion Demoness was also within the light circle, so she wasn't hurt.

But she had no doubts that as soon as the light circle dissipated, the lotus seat would smash her into a scorpion pancake.

"Heavenly Emperor, please wake up quickly!"

The Scorpion Demoness, on the verge of tears, said: "I do not wish to die here."

She bowed towards Sun Wukong a few times, and suddenly noticed there was an unfamiliar glow flickering at Sun Wukong's chest.

"Eh?"

The Scorpion Demoness curiously crawled over; the glow was different from the Protective Divine Light, radiating five-colored Holy Light, slowly brightening.

"What's this?"

The Scorpion Demoness stared intently at the glow.

Within the flickering light, scene after scene emerged on Sun Wukong's chest.

They were the scenes of the outside world.

Humans, demons, immortals—creatures of all sorts—transmitted through.

They were battling on the land, fighting on the sea's surface, entangling in the sky; every scene was one of combat.

Those were the battling Wanling people.

The Scorpion Demoness was captivated by the Wanling people; she watched obsessively, and unwittingly, several days passed.

The glow at Sun Wukong's chest grew increasingly brilliant, accompanied by the divine light, dazzling and splendid.

"This is the Wansheng Diagram."

For some reason, the Scorpion Demoness gradually understood.

This was a light from something called the Wansheng Diagram, connected to the outside world; everything happening outside would transmit through and resonate with it.

The Wansheng Diagram was awakening.

All the wars outside, all the sacrifices, were igniting it, making it brighter and brighter.

After an unknown length of time, the Scorpion Demoness heard a voice.

"Come here, come over..."

The voice seemed to be summoning her.

"Who are you?"

The Scorpion Demoness asked.

"Me? I am you!"

A ray of light flew from Sun Wukong's chest, the Scorpion Demoness stared blankly at it, as if she saw her own smiling face within.

She extended her pincer, allowing the light to enter her body.

An extended period of time unfolded before her eyes.

"Sister."

It was as if a voice echoed in her mind.

She saw that cunning looking female demon and the two hundred years they spent side by side.

"Sister."

The Scorpion Demoness suddenly burst into tears, kneeling on the ground, she kowtowed several times to Sun Wukong.

"Great Saint, please wake up quickly!"

This was the only hope for the Heavenly Venerate, her chance to meet Lady Earth Flow.

"Great Saint."

"Great Saint."

Numerous voices were echoing hers.

They were the voices of the Wanling.

The Scorpion Demoness lifted her head, staring blankly ahead.

Glows one after another rose from Sun Wukong's chest.

Outside the lotus seat, Lingji Bodhisattva, who had been unconscious for several days, clutched his aching chest and stood up.

"I'm dead, this thing is really hard."

He patted the lotus seat next to him. The lotus seat was like a giant peak, cast from metal, countless people had slammed against it without leaving a mark.

"Bodhisattva, hurry, we have to continue the battle."

A nearby Arhat who had recovered from his injuries spoke to Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Okay."

Lingji Bodhisattva nodded, about to rejoin the battle in the sky, when he suddenly stopped again.

He created a small red flower in his hand and inserted it on top of the lotus seat.

"It's not pretty, this bare mountain. I'll put a small red flower on it for you."

But Lingji Bodhisattva tried for a long time and couldn't get the flower to stay put.

"It must not be strong enough."

Lingji Bodhisattva pushed harder.

With a bang, a crack appeared on the lotus seat, and a ray of light flew out, startling Lingji Bodhisattva into stepping back.

"Bodhisattva."

The Arhat looked over in shock.

"It broke itself."

Lingji Bodhisattva quickly said, "I didn't let it out!"

The second ray of light appeared and shot into the sky.

Then the third, the fourth... The lights flew out one by one, and the sky was dazzling.

When these multicolored lights flew into the sky, they caught everyone's attention.

The fierce flames of battle ceased for a moment.

"What is that?"

Gouchen God left the battlefield, feeling some familiarity with these lights.

"Hidden Soul!"

Emperor Qinghua had seen it a few times and immediately recognized it.

"Hidden Soul!"

World Venerable suddenly became alarmed: "Stop them, quick!"

"Don't let them get away!"

He called out urgently, the Hidden Souls were the wings of the creatures of the Three Realms to the world beyond. If they were not stopped, the peace of the Three Realms would eventually be destroyed.

"By your command!"

Five hundred Arhats, although unclear on what was happening, quickly formed a Heavenly Net to prevent the lights from escaping.

But no matter what spells they used, the lights pierced right through.

These were the forgotten things of the Three Realms, not governed by their Laws.

Like meteors obscuring the sky, countless lights rose from the lotus seat, flying away from Lingshan.

In the Western Continent, the Prince of Kingdom of Baoxiang personally led his army and surrounded a group of Heavenly Taoist Sect followers.

The sky was suddenly illuminated by meteors.

The cornered followers of the Heavenly Taoist Sect looked up.

"What is that?"

"Lights, so many lights!"

Some of the lights fell down.

The approaching armies from all sides suddenly halted.

These specks of light entered the bodies of the soldiers, like divine music, awakening their long-lost memories.

The young Prince looked up to see the sky filled with brilliant lights.

He reached out his hand, and a light landed on it.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Moments later, the sound of the retreat horn echoed across the sky.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The same order was issued throughout the land, in various places.

"Great Saint!"

"Great Saint!"

People kneeled on the ground, realizing to whom this land truly belonged.

In that distant, past memory, the entire Western Continent belonged to one man.

From the Western Continent to the Southern Continent, from the Southern Continent to the Eastern Continent, from the Eastern Continent to the Northern Continent, people looked up at the sky, many with tears on their faces.

A burning Star River spanned above in the sky, and soldiers fighting against the Heavenly Taoist Sect knelt on the ground, throwing their weapons aside.

This was the glow of the Wanling, as well as the glow of Sun Wukong.

That Heavenly Venerate, just as he had once promised.

He fulfilled his vow to bring everyone back.

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