"Boom boom boom —"
The sounds from the outside world reached Monkey King's ears.
"Jingu Bang."
Light flashed in his eyes.
"Right, continue to smash!"
Monkey King thought to himself.
His battle with the Ancestral Buddha was still ongoing. Immortal energy stirred up the surrounding chaos, causing the space to tremble violently.
Within the chaos, huge palm imprints reached out like huge mountains and came crashing down.
"Anyone would get tired of using the same move!"
Monkey King turned into a golden beam of light and charged forward. His fists struck the palm imprints with unstoppable force, shattering all the spells attached to them.
"He has found a weakness. I can't use this move anymore!"
The Ancestral Buddha's true spirit trembled as he retracted his right hand.
He silently chanted an incantation, and the Heavenly Melody of the Great Dao rang out. Huge lotus flowers appeared in the chaos and shot toward Sun Wukong.
Monkey King sneered and didn't dodge. Tribulation swords covered his body as he attacked the lotus flowers.
The lotus flowers were sliced apart by the tribulation swords and exploded, emitting a series of terrifying sounds. The world in the crack trembled under the shockwaves of the Heavenly Dao.
"How troublesome."
Monkey King thought to himself as he defended against the shockwaves.
The scenes of the outside world were constantly transmitted into his mind.
In the four continents, countless people were hit by the black flames and fell to the ground.
And in Cloud Heaven City, demons surrounded Ao Luan, who was bleeding from her seven orifices.
"Second King, Second King!"
They wanted to stop Ao Luan from bleeding, but it was completely useless.
The Heavenly Dao's curse was more harmful to those with higher attainments in the Heavenly Dao. Monkey King had given Ao Luan the Heavenly Dao's authority. She was like a mini version of him, becoming the one who was the most injured.
"I have to save her."
Monkey King frowned. He had to get out as soon as possible.
But the Ancestral Buddha was too difficult to deal with. He didn't let him near the exit at all.
A strange aura suddenly came.
Monkey King looked up.
After several days of battle, the crack of the three worlds could no longer hold on. A spatial tear appeared in the sky.
Monkey King's eyes flashed when he saw the tear.
"Not good."
The Buddhist Ancestor cursed inwardly.
This spatial crack was only the size of a thumb, but it was extremely close. Monkey King would definitely not miss it.
He looked at the Monkey King.
Without any hesitation, the Monkey King turned into a ray of golden light and flew towards the crack.
The Ancestral Buddha's heart skipped a beat.
"Dream on!"
A dazzling light shot out from his glabella and blocked the Monkey King's path with unbelievable speed.
It was a small person.
The Monkey King stopped and looked over.
The little person had no Buddhist light, only a jade-like figure.
"Sarira."
Monkey King looked at it and said, "You can't stop me."
Boundless light suddenly blossomed around him. Hundreds and thousands of tribulation swords appeared in the primal chaos. Immortal energy surged as they headed straight for the crack in space.
The Monkey King unleashed his divine might. Every single tribulation sword was like a heavenly pillar, resplendent and dazzling.
"Go!"
He shouted loudly, and the beautiful rain of swords shot up, tearing apart the primal chaos and blasting the little person away.
The crevice of the Three Realms shook violently.
Since he couldn't get out, breaking the crevice would be the same!
"Monkey King."
The Buddha rushed out from behind him.
"Buddha."
The Monkey King turned around and said, "Don't die!"
He raised his right hand and waved it downwards.
The light that filled the sky howled and surged downwards, turning into a giant hand that covered the sky.
"My technique …"
The Buddha stared at this scene in shock.
The Buddhist technique that he had cultivated for a thousand years had actually fallen into the hands of the Monkey King.
The light instantly devoured the Buddha.
Spiritual Mountain. Everyone's heart jumped.
"What is that?"
They looked at the lotus. A terrifying aura came from within.
"Jingu Bang."
Manjushri asked with a trace of hope, "Is this its aura?"
"No, it's not …"
The Buddha replied.
The power of the Jingu Bang was not as vast as this aura.
With a 'boom', the lotus exploded.
This explosion was like a tsunami that tore through the sky. The immortal qi that erupted was so powerful that even the Buddhas in the sky were unable to stand.
Within the thick smoke, a golden figure gradually appeared.
"Go, leave this place."
He bent down and released the scorpion spirit.
The first to react was the Jingu Bang. It let out a joyful cry before transforming into a dazzling streak of light and hovering next to the golden figure.
"Monkey King!"
The Buddhas on the Spiritual Mountain instantly turned pale with fright.
"Your Majesty!"
Emperor Qing Hua was overjoyed.
The Monkey King raised his head and strode forward.
He walked toward the sea of clouds step by step, as if he was walking on an invisible staircase. Each step he took exuded boundless divine might.
"The Great Sage!"
"The Great Sage!"
The immortals stood on either side and clasped their hands in greeting.
The Monkey King stepped onto the sea of clouds, completely disregarding the Buddhas.
He looked toward the east, where the black mist swirled.
"That's a big problem."
Someone within his body spoke.
"An anomaly of the Heavenly Dao."
The Monkey King replied.
"Then what should we do?"
The voice asked.
"This is all we can do."
He replied and turned around. Another streak of light rose from the lotus.
"Buddha!"
The Buddhas all exclaimed in joy.
The Monkey King looked at the Buddha's increasingly holy and dazzling figure.
"You're not dead, and you've recovered your memories."
He said: "That's very good."
The Buddha's eyes were deep and profound.
Because the crack between the three realms had shattered, the Buddha of the Small World had found him.
The two Buddhas had become one.