Chapter 215, Ninety-nine Eighty-one
The way of heaven, the way of earth, and the way of man.

The Lord of Heaven is Tai Shang.

The master of the underground tunnel is Zhen Yuanzi.

The master of humanity is the Jade Emperor.

Three Creators should have been the limit.

But Tathagata took a different approach, taking sentient beings as the foundation and developing the method of Bodhi.

The essence or
heart.

Tai Shang maintains the cycle of heaven.

The Jade Emperor governs all living beings.

Zhen Yuanzi protects the natural foundation.

Tathagata seeks spiritual liberation and resolves the obsessions of all living beings.

Generally speaking.

In such circumstances.

No one could go further.

Heaven, Earth, Man and Heart.

Everything that exists has an owner.

How can we go further?
Lin Yuan’s idea is simple and crude, let Wukong carry the way of heaven, the way of man, and the way of earth, and then understand the heart, and combine all of these into one.
Let Wukong shoulder everything.

so far.

Seems pretty good.

Completely refining the water veins has allowed Wukong to connect with the tunnel.

The way of heaven is the improvement of strength. Wukong is originally the clever stone monkey who seizes the fortune of heaven and earth.

humane
Now Wukong carries the hope of all living beings, and humanity is in his hands.

The final liberation of the mind.

Lin Yuan originally wanted him to learn Buddhism.

But it is obvious that Wukong thinks Buddhism is not good.

So Lin Yuan wanted him to find the limit of his mind by himself.

But things in this direction.

It’s really abstract.

It’s not something that can be said for sure.

Lin Yuan was not sure whether it could succeed.

“This is the limit of what I can push you to do. If it still doesn’t work.”

He looked at Wukong, who was struggling with the three-eyed giant god with the power of all gods and Buddhas.

“That’s it, I’ll take this world into my own hands!”

On the immortal boat, Wukong’s magical power surged like the surging river and sea.

There was a bright golden light in his eyes, as if two golden flames were burning.

He clenched his hands tightly, veins bulging, and urged the immortal boat with all his strength, trying to resist the terrifying power from the three-eyed giant.

The immortals and gods took out their own magic weapons, which shone brightly, some like the scorching sun, some like twinkling stars, and exuded a majestic aura.

They used all their strength to cast their magic spells, and rays of light and power intertwined together, heading towards the giant god’s axe blade.

The Buddhas were surrounded by bright light, like golden suns. They clasped their hands together and chanted Buddhist mantras, the sound of which was like the sound of a huge bell, echoing between heaven and earth.

However, the power of the three-eyed giant was too strong. Wherever his giant axe passed, the space collapsed inch by inch, like a huge spider web, spreading in all directions.

The chaotic power emanating from the axe blade was like a black torrent, surging and unstoppable.

Under the impact of that power, the light of the immortals’ magic weapons gradually dimmed, and some even showed cracks.

The Buddha’s light is constantly swaying, like a candle in a strong wind, which may go out at any time.

Wukong clenched his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his body trembled slightly under the powerful force.

He tried his best to continuously inject his magic power into the immortal boat, trying to make the immortal boat stronger.

But the power of the giant god surged like a tidal wave, and the immortal boat was shaking violently under the impact of this force, as if it could be torn into pieces at any time.

With the continuous impact of the giant god’s power, loopholes began to appear in the defense of the fairy boat.

The power spread out like a sharp blade, cutting through everything in the world.

The mountains in the distance collapsed instantly under the impact of this force, the peaks were razed to the ground, and rubble flew everywhere like raindrops.

The river was also cut off, and the water flowed backwards, forming a huge whirlpool.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. Lightning streaked across the sky like silver snakes, illuminating the dark sky.

The earth began to tremble violently, and the cracks opened continuously like the mouth of a ferocious beast, swallowing everything around it.

The forest was uprooted by this force, and the trees were torn into pieces and flew all over the sky.

All kinds of creatures screamed in despair in this sudden disaster. They fled in all directions but had nowhere to hide.

Wukong watched all this, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness.

He roared, his voice exploded like thunder, and his body instantly burst out with even more powerful strength, trying to strengthen the defense of the immortal boat again.

But the giant’s power surged like a tide, wave after wave, making him feel unprecedented pressure.

He knew that he had reached his limit. If he could not find new power, this disaster would be unavoidable and this world would be completely destroyed under the impact of this power.

But what should the new power be?
He doesn’t know.

Him now.

I can only grit my teeth and persist.

Even if you try your best, you can’t retreat.

Because he has no way out.

All living beings have boarded the immortal boat.

If he retreats.

Those living beings would be buried under that axe in an instant!

“Master! Master!”

he shouted.

Trying to use this method to stop the three-eyed giant from doing this.

But no one paid any attention to him.

The giant’s axe was still slowly falling.

The sky and earth were increasingly falling apart, with hideous cracks appearing in countless places. The surging turbulence was like black lightning, devouring everything it touched.

Wukong turned his head to look at the terrified faces of the countless creatures on the fairy boat, listened to their desperate cries, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He howled to the sky, his voice filled with resentment and anger.

“I, Old Sun, will never allow all this to be destroyed!”

Along with this roar, the magical power around Wukong surged wildly, and there were even signs that it was losing control.

His body began to tremble, his bones made cracking sounds, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of his skin. Blood slowly seeped out of the cracks, dyeing his hair red.

“For the sake of all living beings, I will not hesitate even if I die in pieces today!”

Wukong suddenly opened his arms, and the blood in his body gushed out like a fountain, forming blood mist in the air.

The blood mist quickly spread and reached every corner of the Immortal Boat.

At the same time, Wukong’s body began to gradually become ethereal, and his flesh and blood seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, merging into the fairy boat bit by bit.

The immortal boat felt Wukong’s power and began to tremble violently, with the hull making a buzzing sound.

When the gods and Buddhas saw this scene, they were all moved. They all increased their magic power and tried to help Wukong resist this final crisis.

However, the giant axe of the three-eyed giant was merciless and continued to fall with unstoppable force.

Wherever the giant axe passed, the sky and the earth were completely torn apart, forming black cracks that seemed like the entrance to hell, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

And one of the cracks spread straight towards here.

“No!”

Wukong let out his last roar, and his body had completely merged into the Immortal Boat, which also burst out with unprecedented light at this moment.

The light was so bright and dazzling that it illuminated the entire dark sky, competing with the power of the giant god. But in the end, the power of the giant god was too strong.

The giant axe hit the immortal boat heavily. With a loud bang that shook the earth, the immortal boat instantly broke into pieces. The light dissipated, and was replaced by darkness.

Under the impact of this force, the figures of gods and Buddhas in the sky flew everywhere like fallen leaves in the wind.

Their magic weapons were broken, their magic power dissipated, and they screamed. The Buddha’s light was extinguished, their faces were distorted, and they no longer had the compassion and peace of the past.

The creatures on earth were powerless to resist this destructive force.

Their bodies were torn apart, their souls were devoured, and they cried out in despair.

Forests, mountains, rivers, everything disappeared in an instant.

The whole world fell into nothingness, darkness enveloped everything, there was no light, no sound, and no sign of life.

Wukong and everything he protected were completely wiped out by the giant god’s axe, as if they had never existed.

distance.

Lin Yuan watched everything.

His eyes wavered slightly, and he shook his head.

The Supreme One on the side said:
“He didn’t succeed.”

Lin Yuan said.

“I’ll give him more chances.”

Say it.

The third eye between his eyebrows slowly opened, and a mysterious silver-white light burst out from it, like a bright galaxy, illuminating this dark world.

With the appearance of this radiance, the entire world trembled.

In the void, the long river of time and space slowly appeared like a huge torrent.

What flows in that long river is the power of time and the interweaving of the past and the future.

The silvery-white light merged into the long river of time and space, and the river water began to surge violently, making bursts of roars.

Everything that had originally disappeared began to rapidly reverse under the influence of this force.

The first to recover were the immortals and gods.

Their broken magic weapons began to re-condense, and the dissipated magic power gradually returned.

The figures that were originally scattered like leaves in the wind now slowly gathered together.

The fear and despair on their faces gradually faded away, replaced by a hint of doubt.

“What’s going on?”

An immortal god said in surprise, looking at his intact magic weapon, his eyes full of disbelief.

And the Buddhas gradually recovered under the influence of this power.

Their extinguished Buddha’s light rekindled, and their distorted faces regained their former compassion and peace.

They clasped their hands together, chanted Buddhist mantras, and looked around in a daze.

Then, everything on the earth began to revive.

Torn mountains rose again, broken rivers flowed again, uprooted forests grew back.

The bodies of various creatures gradually recovered. They woke up from their fear and looked at the lost and recovered world with tears in their eyes.

And under the power of time and space reversal, Goku gradually regained his shape.

The flesh and blood he had originally merged into the Immortal Boat was now condensing together again.

His body slowly emerged, and the golden light rekindled in his eyes.

Wukong stared blankly at everything around him that had returned to normal, and soon he realized something.

He looked up at the sky, and the three-eyed giant god did not disappear, but seemed to be about to raise his axe and chop down at the beginning.

He murmured:

“Master, you.”

however.

next moment.

The three-eyed giant moved.

As before.

The terrifying aura emanating from his body spread again.

The chaotic power lingering on the axe became increasingly dense, and the black mist rolled and surged, as if to swallow up the surrounding space.

As he moved, a dull roar sounded between heaven and earth, as if countless thunders exploded at the same time, causing pain in people’s eardrums and their hearts to tremble violently.

The giant’s arms were muscular, with bulging veins, and filled with infinite power.

He swung the giant axe and chopped it down at the world with overwhelming force.

The world broke apart again.

On the immortal boat, Wukong and others had just recovered from the shock of the reversal of time and space when they once again felt that familiar, despairing terrifying force.

Wukong’s face turned pale as paper in an instant, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The past reappears.

Wukong suddenly understood something.

He shouted angrily:
“Master! Are all of these people just your playthings? Why do you have to force me in this way?!”

As the giant axe fell.

On the ground, the mountains collapsed again. The huge peaks were instantly turned into powder under the giant god’s axe blade, and the debris flew everywhere like raindrops.

The river was cut off and the water flowed backwards, forming a huge whirlpool that sucked everything around it in.

Forests were uprooted and trees were torn into pieces and flying all over the sky.

In the sky, there were dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

Lightning flashed across the sky like silver snakes, illuminating the dark sky.

The entire world fell into chaos and destruction, and everything quickly collapsed under this unstoppable force, as if there had never been life and hope in this world.

Wukong roared, his eyes red, like a trapped beast. He frantically squeezed every bit of strength in his body and injected it into the shaky fairy boat.

The gods and Buddhas also used up their last bit of magic power. Their bodies were crumbling and their faces were as pale as paper, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted, trying to fight for a glimmer of hope for this world that was about to be destroyed.

However, it was all meaningless.

At last.

The world still returns to nothingness.

Lin Yuan in the distance had a calm expression.

He watched the destruction as if he was just watching a dull drama.

Afterwards, he opened the third eye between his eyebrows again, and the mysterious silver-white light shone again. The long river of time and space slowly appeared, the river water surged, and everything began to reverse again.

Everything returned to the original state, the three-eyed giant raised his giant axe, ready to fall again.

Wukong recovered from nothingness, his body was exhausted, but his heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

He looked at Lin Yuan and shouted angrily:
“What on earth do you want from me!”

However, Lin Yuan still did not respond to him. The three-eyed giant swung his axe again, and the terrifying power descended again.

Wukong gritted his teeth and fought again with all his might. The immortals, gods and Buddhas also joined the battle again, but the result was still failure, and everything returned to nothingness again.

And so, time and time again, the same scene continued to play out.

Every time, Wukong tried his best to change the destined outcome and to protect all people in this world.

But every time, he was defeated by that powerful force and watched everything being destroyed before his eyes.

Eighty times, a full eighty cycles.

Wukong’s body was riddled with holes and his spirit was nearly broken.

His eyes were filled with fatigue and despair, and his anger towards Lin Yuan reached its peak.

at last.

Dissipated along the vast river of time and space.

Eighty-first cycle.

arrival.

(End of this chapter)